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Things between Andy and I are turning bitter. I trust him very little now, and I realize that I have never really trusted him very much; I am constantly waiting for that big hurt, for that hurt to end them all, the one that will finish me. It does not come of its own volition so I make up little ones along the way. I suppose that these hurts

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[hiverner]

i love you more than blood.

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i love you more than bones, more than bodily things.

[uvaspina]

What you wrote was beautiful. In its sadness.
The way you bend words to make them bend the way I see things when I read... well... I love it.

I hope you find a way soon. I hope I will as well.

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things like sweetness feel broken. the sounds i make are tonal and depthless. how to say 'good luck to both of us' feels like a question i should know how to answer. let's say that we were able to speak from our bones. my bones would say good luck to both of us; your bones would make the sound of a settling house and somehow it would make more sense than all the words.

[calebcocteau]

Making A Fist

For the first time, on the road north of Tampico,
I felt the life sliding out of me,
a drum in the desert, harder and harder to hear.
I was seven, I lay in the car
watching palm trees swirl a sickening pattern past the glass.
My stomach was a melon split wide inside my skin.

"How do you know if you are going to die?"
I begged my mother.
We had been traveling for days.
With strange confidence she answered,
"When you can no longer make a fist."

Years later I smile to think of that journey,
the borders we must cross separately,
stamped with our unanswerable woes.
I who did not die, who am still living,
still lying in the backseat behind all my questions,
clenching and opening one small hand.
--naomi shihab nye

please live.

my favorite nye poem; i want parts of this tattooed on my body.

[softer]

Kindness, naomi shihab nye

[guadelupe]

you are beautiful.

[softer]

i like you too.

[toyotacorolla]

marina,

i wish you never had to feel this way.