heart/home

life and death

when the one i wanted, did not want me.

I was almost rabid

for love.

Would’ve lunged at any thing

thrown my way

carcass, shadow, memory, promise

shell of a man.

I thought it was better

to be loved by a dead thing

than to be left alone.

Then I loved a dead thing 

and was completely alone.

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Distress tolerance

"Sometimes I'm walking along the street and a shaft of sunlight falls in a certain way across the pavement and I just wanna cry. And then a second later, it's over. I decide because I'm an adult, to not succumb to the momentary melancholy; And I thought that sometimes with my niece, she just had a moment like that. A moment of not knowing how or why, and she just let herself go into the feeling and there was nothing anyone could do to make it any better. It was just her and the fact of being alive, colliding."


Margot-Take this Waltz

Valentimes.

you learn how to love, by loving yourself. 
because some days it comes easily, and some days its much harder than it should be. 
you learn that love is patience. 
and overwhelming kindness. 
that love is acceptance and forgiveness and the strength to try again tomorrow. 
and if you can't love yourself in that way that is whole and broken and completely exhausting, 
then you have no hope at ever loving another living soul.






-Sharlyn Emily

shifting

“Close some doors. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because they no longer lead somewhere.” 

—Paulo Coehlo