justdramathicc reblogged
Not every story is about seeing yourself in it. Sometimes it’s about learning to see other people too.
Not every story is about seeing yourself in it. Sometimes it’s about learning to see other people too.
“And if five times you ask yourself, / What am I doing here? set your bed on fire, / let it burn, and leave.”
— — Monica de la Torre, from “Conversions,” Repetition Nineteen
Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
“You are alive, I whisper to myself, therefore something in you listens.”
— Ilya Kaminsky, from ‘Alfonso, in Snow’, Deaf Republic
I love my daughter already whoever she is
Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, Rien ne va plus
Knowing information but still minding your business >>>
People meet me & be like “You quiet, are you shy?” Nah I’m reading all you mfs... give me a minute.
You deserve the sun and the moon and the stars and everything in between.
AMB
once you stop looking, things find you