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Colonizers write about flowers. I tell you about children throwing rocks at Israeli tanks seconds before becoming daisies. I want to be like those poets who care about the moon. Palestinians don’t see the moon from jail cells and prisons. It’s so beautiful, the moon. They’re so beautiful, the flowers.
— Noor Hindi, from “Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying,” DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.
A metal heart decorated with small springs that unfolds to reveal paper covered with hand-written prayers in Italian and a small image of the Virgin Mary.
“I’m blessed that you’re mine.” is the kind of energy I deserve. No rooms for playing games.
I told my students they're allowed to be creative and don't have to be factual when writing about themselves in German because I keep getting questions like "what if I don't have roommates or what if I don't have hobbies" and I'm like guys just make something up! Have fun! I won't fact check you!
So now I am grading homework where a student is claiming to be from North Korea and his hobby is tax fraud
If all your self-worth is tied up in your looks, you are destined for misery.
It's okay to half ass things. Not because your half-assing things is going to somehow be the best thing anyone has ever seen or even as good as someone who isn't half assing it. It's okay because sometimes that's the only way to do it. Hang your clothing up inside out because your clothes will be hung up. Dust a little bit because you will have dusted. Make a shitty meal because you'll have food. Never feel bad for half assing it.
Peace within yourself always translates to peace within your surroundings. Whenever you take yourself as a starting point for growth (your mindset, your attitude, the way you talk to yourself), you’ll feel more grounded as you’re branching out.
beth
not all angels are in heaven. for example i’m mostly at home
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