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Garland-ing!
It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once.
Midnight thoughts (sometimes I’m a mess)
I was always ashamed to take. So I gave. It was not a virtue. It was a disguise.
Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947 (via theriverjordyn)
So, here you are
too foreign for home
too foreign for here.
Never enough for both.
Ijeoma Umebinyuo, “diaspora blues“
(via thatrefinedwoman)
(via thatrefinedwoman)
She wasn’t happy, but then she wasn’t unhappy. She wasn’t anything. But I don’t believe anyone is a nothing. There has to be something inside, if only to keep the skin from collapsing.
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