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I’m so proud of bb queer youth in 2020. You post those selfies. You express thyself. You fucking tear down that patriarchy. Y’all stan for what you believe in. And a bitch best not apologize for loving your best lives during these pandemic times. Y’all fucking beautiful unicorns 🥺🦄 🌈
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Four hellos
This morning on my way to catch my morning shuttle four complete random strangers said hello to me - each one unprovoked and earnestly happy as we passed each other within seconds.
Such a world to live in - where we are each happy and so filled with love to have it runeth over onto the next.
I hope I will not forget this simple joy when the seas get rough.
when old
Love
is reacquainted
but,
inside | outside apparel
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have been having a hard time healing . .. only to look up at the exact moment .. . to see this beautiful //unedited// gift from the universe 🏳️🌈🔮
heal quietly
🙏🏽
I am becoming
…accustomed to the fact that I have come into this physical dimension alone and I will leave in the same manner.
A string of stories that have no meaning to our existence, but mine none the less.
I cherish the values I learn by letting go of things from my past that I can no longer change, but acknowledge. And forgo thought of the future for this only leads to expectations of hope.
I live presently.
I live in abundance surrounded by those that care and deeply love.
I watch and observe. I cherish and bathe in such light.
But when the world sleeps I wonder into abyss and hope that when this form finally ends it does so swiftly
to stop this gapping hole that once was given love and had it taken away just as quickly.
Even self love suffocates when you are alone at 4.23am
It always does
It has done so now for over a year
In the end I hope it is only kind enough to do it painlessly so I can finally rest
Perhaps
...the hardest part of hitting rock bottom is knowing at the end of the day you sleep alone.
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Thoughts in Sunday Morning
I wonder what it would be like if the world were completely silent? No electrical poles, no cars whizzing by.. It would be so quiet. How strange. I feel as though the emptiness of sounds make the world feel much bigger, scarier.. Adventurous. I wonder how our forefathers thought when something grim happened. A murder, a rape, anger. There is no background noise. No climatic violin quartet. Just the silence of you and the antagonist. Uncertainties of the not too long ago past, and the capitalism dreams of tomorrow.
26.Feb.2014, 13.08
I wish I had more. Tears to cry.
Instead of being eaten alive with this
numbness.
26.Feb.2014
Sometimes. I sit at my desk. And reflect.
My vision becomes blurry and my head wonders off.
It’s a complicated path that I can not remember nor have the urge to learn its course.
Yet, my mind knows the steps like a 4/4 beat and I let the memories flood.
Until I feel like I am drowning in nonexistence.
It’s comforting.
I suppose.
To know we are all intertwined with the Universe.
And it is scary
To feel.
At a certain point we become tangled with another particle.
The Greeks believed we were all once connected with another.
Two heads.
Four hands.
Four feet.
One broken heart.
I prefer the Galaxy approach.
We are all created from the stars.
And brought to life with an explosion.
I am not sure where to travel now.
What has happened can not be undone.
My mistake, my undoing.
Day 3
Is always the hardest.
As they say.
Breaking habits.
And You.
My most favorite to indulge.
29.Jan.2014
I was going to go on about a rant. An argument we had earlier on. We hung up on bitter panels. But then I began reading again. And remembered of why I love you. How I fell in love with you. And it all washed away. Washed away like my memory. One day I will soon forget everything. It makes me nervous, sad, pathetic. Sometimes, deep in the darkness of it all. I wish I was gone. Forever remembered at 26 and not a day older. Memory still intact. Smile creases not as harsh as they will become. Stomach a bit flabby. I can nit pick and curse at genetics until I fall back into this coma. This coma of LA. I dislike this city. It's dead of dying dreams. Soaked with alcohol, and always traces of lingering better tomorrows. This city is not healthy for anyone. I watched a documentary this evening. "Fame High". Now my memory will reflect and rebuttal and shiver and ..THERE. The tiny glimpse of memory. Such wonder and vast lands we travelled to attain. I digress. Fame High. The parents are delusional. It is scary. It scares me to think, one day I may end up like them. Pushing my children to do better so one day they will bring me from my ashes and breathe new life into my lungs that are now shriveled. I do not want this life in this city. I want freedom and sky. And love and laughter. Homemade memories from the hands that have toiled. This city is suffocating. I will not let it drown me.
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“She may have looked normal on the outside, but once you’d seen her handwriting you knew she was deliciously complicated inside.”
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