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“I Ask the Sea” by Seraphine Saintclair

“You will never be free until you free yourself from the prison of your own false thoughts.”

— Philip Arnold

Islands

“She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat.”

— Catherynne M. Valente

For You, Exactly As You Are

You wake up tired, scroll bad news until it blurs. Answer emails, jaw clenched tight— or can’t even bear to look.

You say “I’m fine” with three tabs open—rent, repair, relief— and one on how to sleep through the stress, or how not to sleep all the time.

You forget. You snap. You soften. You try again.

If you are carrying children, parents, partners— meals, medications, moods— and no one asks how you’re doing, this is me asking.

Not just if you’re managing. If you’re okay. If you’ve been held, or fed, or even seen.

How are you, really?

If your brain jumps tracks mid-sentence, mid-plan, mid-dream— if the dishes feel impossible, if you forgot again and hate yourself for it— please hear this: you are not alone. Not at all.

This world wasn’t built for minds like yours, but that doesn’t mean yours is wrong. It means you’ve been trying to bloom through cracked concrete, drinking whatever rain you could reach, and still—still—you flowered.

If the world was made for standing without thinking, for walking without fear, for climbing stairs without pain, for seeing every sign, for hearing every word—

If holding a pen, a fork, a steering wheel costs more energy than you have, if you measure your day in spoons left, not hours passed—

you are not broken. You are not a burden. The burden is stairs with no ramp, streets that swallow wheels, silence when you ask for help.

If rest feels dangerous, if joy feels stolen, if you’re so used to pushing through you forgot how to just be— you’re not the only one.

The world wasn’t built for you. Not for most of us, was it? But you are here anyway, making it work how you can.

That is not failure. That is survival. That is a kind of brilliance.

You are not failing. You are not falling behind. You are responding to a world that punishes tenderness.

And still— you are kind. You are trying. You are here.

If you wonder whether I mean you, I do. Even if the voice says "not me," I still do.

Come as you are: tired, tangled, beautiful.

You don’t have to fix yourself to deserve rest. You don’t have to be better to be loved.

You already are loved.

Still.

Still.

FINDING A LOST LOVER

Jonathan Carroll; // M. Edwards; // Sue Zhao; // Alexander Dumas, from "The Count of Monte Cristo" tr. Robin Buss; // Mary Oliver from "Thirst"; //Margaret Atwood from "Selected Poems 2: 1976 - 1986"; // Euripides from "Orestes"; // Cassandra Clare from "Lady Midnight"

Bear Lake in the Snow - Rocky Mt. National Park [5646 x 3423][OC] - Author: glowrocks

Renzo Novatore, from The Collected Writings of Renzo Novatore; translated by Wolfi Landstreicher

Text ID: This is the dark hour / of my black melancholy.

by alexkittoephotos

Joy Sullivan, “Want", Instructions for Traveling West

why is every girl on tumblr going through it rn shall we all just have a support group with eachother

Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Nikos Kazantzakis

“What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.”

- Sylvia Plath

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“Instead of saying ‘I’m damaged, I’m broken, I have trust issues’ say ‘I’m healing, I’m rediscovering myself, I’m starting over.’”

— Horatio Jones

wave on earth

“The cost of not following your heart is spending the rest of your life wishing you had.”

— Unknown

Softly falling snow

“I need you to love me a little louder today.”

— Unknown

Fly agaric

so close and yet so far if only we had known from the start

“Our shadows dance in a parallel plane.”

- Ariana Grande (I wish I hated you)

Insomnia by Vincenzo Lamolinara