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Days get longer now
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Anonymous asked:
youre not better than other people just because you listen to weird music
kurt vonnegut wrote "so it goes" and didn't even care that it would live in the back of my mind for the rest of my life
kurt vonnegut: and Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. but she did look back, and i love her for that, because it was so human. so she was turned to a pillar of salt. so it goes. people aren't supposed to look back. i'm certainly not going to do it anymore.
me reading that at 15:
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"You should be at the club" in all honesty I think I was supposed to be some sort of eccentric monk. Either way I'm pulling no bitches.
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im thinking of traveling. should I go westward or eastward? I was thinking of going far and wide, as well
every time i make a mistake im like theyre going to put me down like a sick dog
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poetry is a fundamental food group if you dont read a decent poem once or twice a month you get soul anemic bone tired and all that
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You will have other opportunities to learn that lesson bc it will appear again and again in different scenes as is the nature of life. This is to say that if the current scene is not working for you then don't drain your soul or break your brain just bc you've recognized the moral value of being willing to learn a lesson. You will get the chance again and maybe you'll even have more empathetic and supportive surroundings in play next time. And the seemingly inconsequential things that you know now or pick up in the future will swing back around to help u. Willingness does not always = true readiness somehow. It's weird
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I miss them a bit
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im just like a vampire but instead of drinking blood from people i drink coffee from cups
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being born lonely is so fucking suffocating bc you feel like no matter what you do or who you’re with deep down you’re just not palatable to other people. something about you is so inherently other and nothing can ever dispel that. and it haunts you w every social situation you walk into but you just have to be okay w it for the rest of your life
i’m not even exaggerating but growing up a super isolated teen who wanted to have friends but who just did not know how to make them has fundamentally altered my brain chemistry in some way. now as a young adult in her early 20s i have so many friends & i always get told i give off bubbly vivacious vibes & most people would guess i’m extroverted or at least that social anxiety isn’t something i massively struggle w. and yet even as i grow into that side of me that scared introverted little girl still haunts me every day and makes me feel like i’m standing at the edge of the party even when i’m right in the thick of it. that shit just does not go away. i’m hoping it does as i get older bc i really want this ghost put to rest. and strangely this does not seem to be a universal haunting
:-) handwoven by Alexandra Jean Auger in Los Angeles, CA, 2023
alpaca wool and acrylic yarns on cotton warp 25″ x 27.5″
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“No writing is wasted. Did you know that sourdough from San Francisco is leavened partly by a bacteria called lactobacillus sanfrancisensis? It is native to the soil there, and does not do well elsewhere. But any kitchen can become an ecosystem. If you bake a lot, your kitchen will become a happy home to wild yeasts, and all your bread will taste better. Even a failed loaf is not wasted. Likewise, cheese makers wash the dairy floor with whey. Tomato gardeners compost with rotten tomatoes. No writing is wasted: the words you can’t put in your book can wash the floor, live in the soil, lurk around in the air. They will make the next words better.”
— ERIN BOW
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small talk? it was quite big to me. i love you