" You Know Very Well You're Not Real"

People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought I’d get right to the heart of the matter

"I won't break you unless you deserve to be broken" is such a raw line you forget it's from a let's play in which Markipiler plays as a slice of bread.

"Do you ever dream of land?" The whale asks the tuna.

"No." Says the tuna, "Do you?"

"I have never seen it." Says the whale, "but deep in my body, I remember it."

"Why do you care," says the tuna, "if you will never see it."

"There are bones in my body built to walk through the forests and the mountains." Says the whale.

"They will disappear." Says the tuna, "one day, your body will forget the forests and the mountains."

"Maybe I don't want to forget," Says the whale, "The forests were once my home."

"I have seen the forests." Whispers the salmon, almost to itself.

"Tell me what you have seen," says the whale.

"The forests spawned me." Says the salmon. "They sent me to the ocean to grow. When I am fat with the bounty of the ocean, I will bring it home."

"Why would the forests seek the bounty of the oceans?" Asks the whale. "They have bounty of their own."

"You forget," says the salmon, "That the oceans were once their home."

cruelty is so easy. youre not special for choosing it

i call this one “nobody likes you when youre 23”

““Life is pure adventure, and the sooner we realize that, the quicker we will be able to treat life as art.” Maya Angelou”

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my singing voice is good for showers and mornings in the kitchen and drunken nights and lullabies for babies who need sleep and im okay with this

hope is a skill

Only by devoting oneself to darkness, absorbing its deep waters drop by drop, can one give rise to a noble, lasting work of art. / Pleasant is the air, and pleasant the light, but not everything can flower, and he who fails to surrender his soul to darkness will wither.

Dulce María Loynaz, tr. by James O’Connor, from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems