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lifeinpoetry:

“What you don’t know: // I can moan into the mouth of the devil himself. / I can forgive.”

— — Jessica Abughattas, from “On Loving,” Strip: Poems

lifeinpoetry:

You must love your misery.
You must feast upon it.
I give orgasms to my misery.
My misery is more beautiful
when it smiles.

Jessica Abughattas, from “Riding in a Bus on the Way to Prison,” Strip: Poems

lifeinpoetry:

Suddenly everything is so comforting:

lakes frozen to the bottom,
a forest cathedral,

a trembling voice that sings.

— from Chorus, eds. Saul Williams, Dufflyn Lammers & Aja Monet

lifeinpoetry:

“I am often in pain and I fear that it will get worse. I need to sharpen every possible weapon against it, but even more so against the fear, or the fear of fear, which is what is so debilitating. And I want to learn how to do that while there is still time for learning in some state before desperation. Desperation. Reckless through despair.”

— — Audre Lorde, from “A Burst of Light: Living with Cancer,” The Selected Works of Audre Lorde

atr-xx:

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No Longer Human // Junji Ito

milf-zone:

Tonight’s mood: random abandoned staircase in the middle of a national park

surprisedentistry:

i love /r/legaladvice

turing-tested:

not to sound like a commie or anything but I hate how it costs money to be alive

Artist:
Hozier
Track:
Toxic
Plays:
0 plays

buzzkillbyrne:

hozier covering part of toxic in his livestream

someonespetturtle:

under communism we all have to share one toothbrush with this man