But there is something that happens
when you are told you are Too Much
You begin to ask everyone,
how small would you like me?
— Mary Lambert, from “You Are with the Wrong Person,” Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across
But there is something that happens
when you are told you are Too Much
You begin to ask everyone,
how small would you like me?
— Mary Lambert, from “You Are with the Wrong Person,” Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across
when im playing out a daydream scenario in my head and i catch myself trying to rush to The Good Part™:
You swerve to avoid a squirrel. Unknown to you, the squirrel pledges a life debt to you. In your darkest hour, the squirrel arrives.
I showed this to my 5 year old nephew and said ‘what do you think this brave squirrel’s name is?’ and he replied ‘Sir Nuts-a-lot’ and my mom has been laughing for about 5 solid minutes
I wanted
the past to go away, I wanted
to leave it, like another country; I wanted
my life to close, and open
like a hinge, like a wing, like the part of the song
where it falls
down over the rocks: an explosion, a discovery;
I wanted
to hurry into the work of my life; I wanted to know
whoever I was, I wasalive
for a little while.