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I am the hungriest thing you will ever meet. It’s the way my mother made me. She was hungry too, her whole life. Maybe some women are meant to be this way. Longing for something that does not exist. Forever searching, and never finding it.
Truthfully none of us are even asking for joy. We are just asking for a little peace. We are praying for the world to hurt us a little less, for our tired hearts to have a little rest.
-Nikita Gill
I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. Maybe we’re from the same star.
I cant live up to the person you think I am//C.N.R/J.C Love Chronicles//10.21.22
When love visits you again… may it be genuine, safe, reassuring, and secure.
After years of observing it from the window or stashing it in a backpack with Xanax, love explodes in the least likely place. This scenario isn’t innocent of literary designs. It’s like rubbing rust off the word love or wiping away all the song-spittle from ardor and longing and lovesickness.
— Iman Mersal, from "Love," The Threshold, tr. Robyn Creswell
Jasmin Lee Cori, The Emotionally Absent Mother: How to Recognize and Heal the Invisible Effects of Childhood Emotional Neglect
Carol Ann Duffy, from The World’s Wife; “Thetis”
[Text ID: “my tongue was flame / and my kisses burned,”]
Mahmoud Darwish, tr. by Munir Akash and Carolyn Forché, from Unfortunately, It Was Paradise; “He Embraces His Murderer”
[Text ID: “I will never cease embracing you. / And I will never release you.”]
— Grief, Stephen Dobyns
[text ID: Your name was the food I lived on; / now my mouth is full of dirt and ash.]
The reason I am always tired//C.N.R/10.4.22 10:30pm
Mirror thoughts//C.N.R/9.29.22 8:26pm
Will we be nothing but ashes? The burning feels so good//J.C Love Chronicles//C.N.R/ 9.28.22
Addicted to your love//J.C Love Chronicles//C.N.R 9:25am 9/26/22
I will always choose you//J.C Love Chronicals//C.N.R 9:11am 9/26/22
The universe is mad at me
It thought i had learned my lesson
And honestly so did I
But there was alcohol running through my veins
And we both know Im a sucker for your voice on the phone
So I forgot all the things I wanted to say
And instead listened to the sweet melody of your voice
While the alcohol danced along
Goddamnit its my favorite song
