There's an art to everything

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"Art & love: he camps outside my door,
innocent, carnivorous. As if desire
were actually a flute, as if the little song
transcend, transcend could get you anywhere.”

(Robert Haas, “Santa Lucia”)

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"Having strange, lucid dreams in which
you are the solution and I am the problem.
On both of my hands I can count all of
the things I have done wrong. The people
I have left. The phone calls that went
unanswered. Maybe I have a problem 
owning up to things. Being an adult, 
no one tells you how complicated it can
be. How people expect you to stock your
bathrooms full of fancy almond hand soap.
That your refrigerator must be full and
smell like clementines. That you will 
want to stay in bed more times than you
will want to leave it. That the sun is not
here for us but that we can’t escape it.
That no one owes us anything. I lose
periods of time—days, weeks, sometimes
full months—the way my dad loses his 
glasses, peppermints, this week’s grocery 

(Kristina Haynes, “Do Not Anticipate That I Will Show Up”)

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I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.
Anne Sexton (via blackestdespondency)

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