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I just want everyone to eat well and get old
every single one of us should have the chance to get old and bald and wrinkly and fat. I mean that sincerely
*releases a single angelic note*
“…you come to MY HOUSE…?!?!?!?”

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when lorde said “it drives you crazy getting old” and oasis said “my body feels young but my mind is very old” and florence welch said “we’re just children wanting children of our own” and mitski said “mom, am I still young? can I dream for a few months more?” and hozier said “i need to be youthfully felt, ‘cause god i never felt young”
to lovely humans who were excluded from invitations, left behind when they tied their shoes, forced to walk in the grass when the sidewalk was full, spoken over when you tried to contribute, whispered about or laughed at, given the side eye when you tried to fit in... you are so worthy of love and I’m sorry people have convinced you otherwise. I promise that your people are out there - people who will see the side of you others ignore, people who share weird inside jokes with you, give you affectionate nicknames and go to museums or roadtrips with you and fulfil whatever idea of friendship you’ve always fantasized about. even if you feel like an empty shell of your former self because you’ve hidden yourself away due to shame, this exterior will melt when you accept yourself or let people in and you’ll realize there was nothing wrong with you all along. you have interesting things to say, you deserve new chances and beginnings, your heart is probably made of gold because you know what it’s like to be left out in the cold, and you have so much to give. you are so worthy and someone’s idea of a friend too, and I hope you receive lots of hugs in the future from yourself and others because you’re so lovable.
me, drinking tea: pls leaf water….sage my body of the demons of my past…steam my colon…let me know peace
me, drinking coffee: I beg of u bean juice….cleanse me of the curse of sleep….make my heart beat like a tribal drum in ceremony….let me conquer this building
the idea of being married is so weird like what if I’m having a sad moment late at night and I wanna cry in bed and then there’s just some guy there??

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I was studying in my room, turned around to grab something and saw this.
So, basically, this is not my cat.
But she’s all like chillin’ in my bed like she pays rent or smth.
How the fuck did she even got into the freaking house.
ig: eysey
you are loved. on quiet days that feel meaningless, during long nights when loneliness consumes you, when you’re reminiscing and grieving the past, on good days that feel like warmth and light, always remember that you are loved.
The social criminalization of hedonism was one of our worst ideas, which is why we have people break out into unfettered hedonists whenever they get some money and end up losing it all. People aren’t used to regularly taking care of themselves or giving themselves luxuries daily. Hedonism wants you to feel it all, one thing at a time, and only layer if you can distinguish what each layer is doing to add to your experience. You don’t have to wait until you have so and so to start.

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rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:
i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight
heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive
i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came
every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen
if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies
some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do
before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea
betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight
i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief
sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing
but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you
so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you
my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke
be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking
remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn
true but how could you forget:
my peace has always been dependent, on all the ashes in my wake
I’m somewhere outside my life, babe, I keep scratching but somehow I can’t get in
And the nights were as dark as my baby, And half as beautiful too
lemme just add
true that love in withdrawal was the weeping of me, that the sound of the saw must be known by the tree
if secrets were like seeds, then i’m lying on the marble marvel of the flowers you have made
why would make out in words a cage for your own bird, when it sings so sweet the screaming, heaving fuckery of the world
“You have to meet people where they are, and sometimes you have to leave them there.”
— Iyanla Vanzant