Alcohol is cool but have you ever had someone care about you? Me neither, pass the bottle.
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I’m just a dumb bitch… standing in front of a romcom… asking it to fill the void in my life with somewhat unattainable representations of romantic love
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I was so cruel to my body, & still
it never once faltered in kicking/screaming/fighting me alive.
I could not imagine a love as steady
as the one I hated more than any other.Swallowing blood, swallowing tears, legs
brimming in too-sharp angles— Topaz Winters, from “battlefield,” poems for the sound of the sky before thunder
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“I can never forget that winter, the winter the body I tried to carve out of marble became glass, the winter I held death in my mouth and proclaimed myself full.”— Margot Armbruster, from “Wormwood”
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“But then it passed, as all things do.”— Khaled Hosseini
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when kosinski wrote “i’m sure there are aspects of my personality buried within me that will surface as soon as i know i am completely loved.”
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