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violentwavesofemotion:

Marie-Claire Bancquart, from “I Walk in the Solitude of Books,” wr. c. 1963

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violentwavesofemotion:

“There are things I too hold down inside / glacial shores, screaming memories,”

— Birhan Keskin, tr. by George Messo, from Selected Poems; “Instrumental,”

“Some steps need to be taken alone. It’s the only way to really figure out where you need to go and who you need to be.”

—

Mandy Hale

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dovahfem:

Nobody is obligated to accept your apology when it’s given. It hurts, and it’s hard, but it’s important to understand and deal with this. It’s something we all have to learn and go through. It’s a part of respecting one another as people.
If someone doesn’t want your apology, respect their decision and back off.
It’s okay to hope they forgive you, but it’s wrong to get angry with that person because you expect them to forgive you.

Apologies should not be given with the sole intention of getting that person to forgive whatever it is you’re apologizing for. They should be given because you genuinely regret hurting someone, and you get that you were wrong and want to do better.
If you go into an apology fully expecting that person to forgive you - you’re already not off to a good start.

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booklover:

“My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.”

— Anaïs Nin  (via thequotejournals)

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poeticallyordinary:

“Knees weakened, limbs snapped Under the weight of secrets shared. I had bitten my lips long enough To grow accustomed to the taste. Red released in one vicious downpour, Words so harsh I could hardly stand, No warning. Apologise in silence– I’m sorry my words tasted bitter. I thought the blood was my own.”

— poeticallyordinary (via poeticallyordinary)

imsoofuckingsad:

my brain is so stupid

imsoofuckingsad:

oh god another day

lovelysuggestions:

don’t feel guilty for not being able to handle everything, for needing a break. you need to look after yourself, too. self care is not selfish.

“Each morning I wake up a little crueler. Each morning my heart is

a vulture beating its wings for scraps.”

—Ruth Awad, “Bassam,” published in BOAAT (via bostonpoetryslam)