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May 18, 2016

"I want to tell him it was as easy
to be with him as it was to eat food
or drink water.
I want to..."

“I want to tell him it was as easy

to be with him as it was to eat food

or drink water.

I want to tell him it was not him

but the road that we were travelling

that was hard.

I want to say his name over and over again.”

- Song for Anninho, Gayl Jones (via words-and-coffee)
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Published on May 18, 2016 12:19

babycrawlingveryfast:

there is a common thread that I’ve noticed among women wherein many of us...

babycrawlingveryfast:



there is a common thread that I’ve noticed among women wherein many of us (rightfully) believe ourselves to be good girlfriends and wives. and this isn’t without reason. entering into a romantic relationship and we naturally mold ourselves to our partners wants and needs. we think, I’m going to throw the shirt they left here in the wash so they don’t have to worry about cleaning it later. I’m going to pick up ingredients at the market for their favorite meal and make it for them. I’m going to leave a glass of water on their nightstand for when they wake up. I’m going to inconvenience myself in this small way in order to make their life marginally easier. these sacrifices hardly even feel like sacrifices. if anything they’re pleasurable: their happiness is your happiness. and yet it’s clear to me that this is a particularly deeply entrenched tendril of socialization. men rarely think like this, rarely reorient their thinking so radically when in a relationship. it presents a dilemma for women. you can either continue being overtly caring and nurturing, even if it’s not reciprocated or even necessarily appreciated, or you can actively become more withholding, which is emotionally taxing in its own right. what can you do. womanhood is synonymous with dissatisfaction and disillusionment


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Published on May 18, 2016 11:06

coltre:
loving and being loved is feeling the sun from both sides

coltre:


loving and being loved is feeling the sun from both sides


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Published on May 18, 2016 11:04

May 17, 2016

"whatever the name of the catastrophe, it is never / the opposite of love."

“whatever the name of the catastrophe, it is never / the opposite of love.”

- Mary Oliver, from Dream Work: Poems; “Shadows”
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Published on May 17, 2016 13:05

May 15, 2016

"I want to be the nighttime with you
You know, I loved you
I loved you
I was wrong"

“I want to be the nighttime with you

You know, I loved you

I loved you

I was wrong”

- Dorothea Lasky, from “I Want to Be Alive,” ROME: Poems  (via 7-weeks)
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Published on May 15, 2016 04:00

writingwillows:

humiliate boys who can’t/won’t do chores

my eldest brother doesn’t even live...

writingwillows:



humiliate boys who can’t/won’t do chores



my eldest brother doesn’t even live with us anymore and STILL leaves his dirty plates and cups lying around thinking that my mum will pick it up

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Published on May 15, 2016 00:48

May 13, 2016

"Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so..."

“Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being. It’s not ‘I love you’ for this or that reason, not ‘I love you if you love me.’ It’s love for no reason, love without an object.”

- Ram Dass (via purplebuddhaproject)
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Published on May 13, 2016 08:35

May 11, 2016

love is very scary and vulnerable and large and not just because you sleep next to each other at...

love is very scary and vulnerable and large and not just because you sleep next to each other at night completely helpless and unaware and without skin or because you see each other naked, all the ugly lumps and scars that you hide from everyone else and can’t even look at in the mirror but because love is something growing inside of you, constantly reaching and living and becoming and the thought of cutting that beautiful thing down is the single most terrifying idea ever

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Published on May 11, 2016 12:13

May 10, 2016

"Leave if your love hurts you. Leave if it is always more pain than it is joy. Contrary to what..."

Leave if your love hurts you. Leave if it is always more pain than it is joy. Contrary to what they’ll tell you, love does not make the world spin round. You can want someone, baby. You can want them until you’re raw. That kind of longing can turn you into water after a live wire has been thrown into it. It can turn you into the hand holding that wire, but that doesn’t mean it’s right. It doesn’t mean you should stay. Don’t hang around just because you’re scared that you’ll never feel that kind of electricity again. It’s not true, it never was. The thing is, you were made to be touched by hands attached to a body that finds itself at rest when it’s with you. That finds itself quietly trembling when you’re together. Those hands need to come with gentle words and an honest mouth. A mouth that says your name in a way that sounds like the very definition of “falling.” So don’t take less than that. Don’t take half of that.



Above all, if it hurts, go. You’ll fall in love so many times that you’ll lose count and it’ll shake you. Tiny vibrations like tectonic plates with every stranger who you looked into the eyes and made your body feel new. Find a love that makes you feel new, and better. Always like you’re moving and staying still at the exact same time. Grow, expand, and if it hurts, leave.



- Azra.T “Lessons #2"  (via 5000letters)
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Published on May 10, 2016 12:42

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