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"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."

HAPPY NEIL BANGING OUT THE TUNES DAY EVERYONE!!!! 🎹🐀🌈🎶

“Sometimes people don’t want to hear the truth because they don’t want their illusions destroyed.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche  (via play)

Do you ever,,, drink tea,, and the honey just like SHINES and you feel like you're drinking literal sunlight??? Like it's a little warm and a bit sweet and it almost tastes like you're a little cat laying by the window with the sunshine warming you gently ...

Does anyone know what I mean ..?

Look I have zero excuses for this, but the idea popped into my head and now it's in your head, sorry

tbh you seem like you were crafted out of fate and neglect

rb to have a super gay 2023

We both have stories to bury and none of us really know how deep we should dig. The dog keeps bringing the bones back home: he wants to play with our dead, he wants us to toss them just to see them come back again.

And here's how the story goes: I say there is nothing I wouldn't do for you.

You say there is nothing to be done.

I cannot carry the weight of your heart. I cannot carry it with me, it's too much.

So I'll throw it away, I will leave it behind, & I will offer the hole in my chest to another soul, one day, if they are in need of a place to land at the same time.

You say there is no time, only what we choose to do with it.

Good luck. Goodbye. Like sail boats; we’ll shimmy down the stream. It's been a year & I'm still waiting for that night to burn.

& here's how the story goes: everything ends up under the cathedral stones,

everything ends up right where we left it,

And I cannot walk past the old town without it tugging at my clothes.

We got married last February btw, we're free from so many things now and we're doing our best with our current issues. But y'all, we're doing it! Just because things seem impossible now doesn't mean life won't find a silly way to give you the love you deserve. 💖

“I need you so much…

I just want to curl my fingers in the hem of your shirt and bury myself in you…

But that’s hers to do…

Not mine…

You’ll never be mine…

To need…

Especially not the way I need you.”

- My Heart’s Thoughts

'you still listen to music from 10 years ago 🤨?' bitch if prehistoric humans had audio recording technology id be sat up here listening to grog and unga bunga's greatest hits don't play with me

If you feel this way, here are some Gofundmes you can donate to

Abu Shammalah Family (€953/100,000)

Moment Alostaz family (€7,539/70,000)

Youssef family (€9,395/50,000)

Renad & Her Family (£9,696/25,000)

Alia's Family (€7,870/30,000)

Mohamed Hamad and his family (£3,872/50,000)

Safaa and her family (€9,757/20,000)

Maliha Family (€23,446/32,000)

Mahmoud Abu Hamam (CAD $5,348/10,000)

Eman Abuhayya Family (AUD $40,455/85,684)

Ezzideen & his Family (€26,314/75,000)

Ahmed's family (€4,658/70,000)

Let's do our part to help the people of Gaza!!!!

I have so many good moments, so many memories I make with my people.

It won't be this specific way forever, but it's this way now, and I'm so lucky for it.

Hope builds slowly..

"When does the hurt end?" I think as I see his blue hat, I remember feeling blessed with his memory when he gave it.

Now it's a reminder of all that I've lost, all that he lost and doesn't care about.

But one day I search for a hat to wear and see I have more than just that one,

There's memories attached to the bucket hat, the banana hat and the one from the place I used to work.

Today I choose banana hat and remember my sisters laugh when she saw it. We were just starting out in the world, but we were building it slowly.

I put it own and it reminds me I'm more than others fingerprints.

I am my own, and I will find many more happy sunrises with other people.

It happens slowly, but if you just keep going it ends, I promise.

“Dogs don’t know what they look like. Dogs don’t even know what size they are. No doubt it’s our fault, for breeding them into such weird shapes and sizes. My brother’s dachshund, standing tall at eight inches, would attack a Great Dane in the full conviction that she could tear it apart. When a little dog is assaulting its ankles the big dog often stands there looking confused — “Should I eat it? Will it eat me? I am bigger than it, aren’t I?” But then the Great Dane will come and try to sit in your lap and mash you flat, under the impression that it is a Peke-a-poo… Cats know exactly where they begin and end. When they walk slowly out the door that you are holding open for them, and pause, leaving their tail just an inch or two inside the door, they know it. They know you have to keep holding the door open. That is why their tail is there. It is a cat’s way of maintaining a relationship. Housecats know that they are small, and that it matters. When a cat meets a threatening dog and can’t make either a horizontal or a vertical escape, it’ll suddenly triple its size, inflating itself into a sort of weird fur blowfish, and it may work, because the dog gets confused again — “I thought that was a cat. Aren’t I bigger than cats? Will it eat me?” … A lot of us humans are like dogs: we really don’t know what size we are, how we’re shaped, what we look like. The most extreme example of this ignorance must be the people who design the seats on airplanes. At the other extreme, the people who have the most accurate, vivid sense of their own appearance may be dancers. What dancers look like is, after all, what they do.”

— Ursula Le Guin, in The Wave in the Mind (via fortooate)

“No one has ever made you feel this way, how I am loving you now: remember, remember because nobody else remembers. I remember, I do. Imagine for example, how we tread the pavements with your leather shoes, when we cross the bridge when you suddenly hum a song you have heard from nearby folks. It is quite so lovely how you do it. You do it in your own way, that I am moonstruck, as if the moonbeam is coming from your voice, that spontaneous illumination with your movements, your hands that are vital to your nails– transparent, colorless, like spring water in the brooks. If it is with you, these memories, arise, gently opening my heart to take you in– and you will eat me whole, because I feel so small, so small that I am melting, melting and caramelized. We are here, we are here, and nothing has escaped between us, as if the earth and sky meets halfway to give us space: the momentary pause of this liquid ether we hold in our hands, the palpitation in your chest, that is, how I know, time stand still.”

— Chuck Akot, from The Color of Charcoal and Other Essays, IF THE EARTH AND SKY MEETS HALFWAY 

“My friends had always warned me about boys with that mad glint in their eyes, but this was exactly what drew me in. Your passion. The fire that sparked underneath your skin when you talked about something you loved. Your desire to explore, to see as much of this world as you could. To be free, in a way. To escape. It was contagious and intoxicating. I got high on your view of the world and drunk on your stories. But I’d known what you were all along. You were a liar, just like me. It takes one to know one. But what has knowing a punch was about to be thrown ever done to soften the blow? It doesn’t make goodbye any easier to bear. I saw it coming from miles away and it still hurt. It’s funny, isn’t it? How we’re told things aren’t good for us and we still give them a go, because sometimes our hope and our wish to prove everyone wrong outweigh caution. And sometimes going the wrong way is the right thing to do, because we learn to open our eyes to what we could not see before.”

— right mistakes / n.j.

Soulmates are not your ~other half~, that’s just nonsense. You are a whole person already, not half a person. A soulmate isn’t even inherently romantic. A soulmate is just the other sock in a matched set. You’re still a whole, complete sock on your own, you are perfectly functional paired with any other sock, it’s just that it’s even better when you match. A soulmate is literally just the person who makes your soul go “!!! Same hat!!!” and wave excitedly.

My bby got upset over a Situation™️ and this is what I, an awkward Mexican, came up with. :) (11:51pm Oct. 30 2018)

"I need you so much...

I just want to curl my fingers in the hem of your shirt and bury myself in you...

But that's hers to do...

Not mine...

You'll never be mine...

To need...

Especially not the way I need you."

- My Heart's Thoughts

I'd prefer to be your Persephone, always returning and yours to love with a love caused by who I am rather than to be your Aphrodite, to be loved for my body, for something as shallow, empty, and temporary as a physical state.

I’d rather have a Hades in my life than a Zeus. There’s something far more appealing in a man who is as dark as the night sky but loyal, as opposed to a man who is brighter than the sun but has a dishonest heart.

- Nievana Judisthir

Typewriter Series #810 by Aishwarya Nair

"When we meet again, his brilliant eyes will inevitably ask, "do you still think of me?"

And I will see the world shifting in the color of his irises and allow the quiver of mine say,

"With every breath and in every moment, yes, I think of you"

And yet, we'll still only be friends."

- My Heart's Thoughts

"I looked away when I told him that I don't get addicted to things, but to people.

He on the other hand, smiled at me."

My Heart's Thoughts

“You know when you love someone. It hums through every inch of your body. It makes you smile and laugh and cry. It makes you feel alive, so alive, like nothing can ever touch you. You just feel love.”

— Love / Life

"I'm so scared of losing you I'm already missing you"

My Heart's Thoughts

"When I look at you, your perfect.

How do you see me?"

My Heart's Thoughts

"If I could have anything, I'd choose to give, give myself to you. Now. Then. Always."

- My Heart's Thoughts

"Oh you,

It's 2 am and all I can think about is how much I want you to kiss me with so much correspondence that my lungs forget to breathe.

I want to fall apart and let you understand. You could, I can see it in the compassion and life in your eyes.

At times, theres nothing in my mind but your eyes and your voice. I cannot think around you, I don't even want to, I just want to feel the way I do when you look at me, always.

It hurts, because she has you, and the way she loves you is not enough somehow. I wish she loved you more so I could let go in peace. I wish she loved you less so this story had a villain.

Yet there she stands, with you tethered to her on the crown of your love upon her head. I've never wanted to hold onto pain like this before.

Oh you, I like your nature."

My Heart's Thoughts