Lovethis Quotes

 Sometimes I imagine my own autopsy. Disappointment in myself: right kidney. Disappointment of others in me: left kidney. Personal failures: kishkes. When the clocks are turned back and the dark falls before I’m ready, this, for reasons I can’t explain, I feel in my wrists. And when I wake up and my fingers are stiff, almost certainly I was dreaming of my childhood. Yesterday I saw a man kicking a dog and I felt it behind my eyes. I don’t know what to call this, a place before tears. The pain of forgetting: spine. The pain of remembering: spine. All the times I have suddenly realized that my parents are dead, even now, it still surprises me, to exist in the world while that which made me has ceased to exist: my knees. To everything a season, to every time I’ve woken only to make the mistake of believing for a moment that someone was sleeping beside me: a hemorrhoid. Loneliness: there is no organ that can take it all. 

I’m a bit awkward, and I’m a bit neurotic, and I’m a bit scared of people who are cleverer than me, and I’m scared of being judged and scared of getting it wrong, you know? But I just make it as if I never get it wrong, and people kind of believe me.

                                    —Matty Healy

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SOMETIMES IT IS THE PEOPLE WHO NO ONE IMAGINES ANYTHING OF-
 






 

WHO DO THE THINGS THAT NO ONE CAN IMAGINE.

You tell me I am not like most girls and learn to kiss me with your eyes closed. Something about the phrase, something about how I have to be unlike the women I call sisters in order to be wanted makes me want to spit your tongue out, like I am supposed to be proud you picked me, as if I should be relieved you think I am better than them. —Rupi Kaur






our job is to love people. when it hurts. when it's awkward. when it's uncool and embarassing. our job is to stand together, to carry the burdens of one another and to meet each other in our questions


 

You're tryna be cool, you look like a fool to me


You want
APOLOGIES,
Girl,
you might
hold your
Breath
until you
stop Breathing,


Forever, Forever


THE ONLY
THING YOU'LL
TASTE,

is this
CURSE on
your lips


hope
they taste
of me 


FOREVER


 
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She was never crazy, she just lived too vibrantly. Always contained “too much” energy, constantly had a fire in her eyes, her vitality would radiate onto others. The intensity of her spirit was just too much to take in at one time. Her character wasn’t flawed, it just underlined the flaws in everyone else’s personality.



 

 

































I’m often difficult to love. I go through dark periods like the moon and I hide from myself. But I promise I will kiss your wounds when they’re hurting. Even if they’re in your soul, I can find them with the light in my fingertips. I will lead you to the river so you can remember how beautiful it feels to be moved by something that is out of your control. And when our dark periods match, we can breathe with the grass and look at the night sky. The stars will remind us of the beauty in our struggles and we won’t feel lost anymore.
Emery Allen

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