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“May we raise children who love the unloved things”
by Nicolette Sowder
May we raise children
who love the unloved
things–the dandelion, the
worms and spiderlings.
Children who sense
the rose needs the thorn& run into rainswept days
the same way they
turn towards sun…And when they’re grown &
someone has to speak for those
who have no voicemay they draw upon that
wilder bond, those days of
tending tender thingsand be the ones.
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I wanna be here..
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Irréversible (2002)
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JUST DO IT
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a vacation in italy
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I feel completely dead inside right now. Not just dead inside in the sense of having no emotions, but dead inside in a way that seems like my entire mind body and soul have given up. I feel like I’ve been fighting so much and for so long and I simply don’t have the energy or motivation or hope or willpower to carry on. Frankly right now I couldn’t even kill myself because I simply can’t be bothered. It feels like every spark I had has gone out and all I want to do is stare out the window or sleep.
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each half
of me is
half each
of you.
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(Source: mimbeau)
