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Monet's "Woman with a Parasol - Madame Monet and Her Son"
The swirling, hazy perspective on a long summer's day. The feeling as if time has halted. Expansive blue sky dotted with lazy clouds, watched from patches of warm, tickling grass. The swish of clothing, movement.
Loves
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10/23
Today was a fairly good day. I love myself. I love my life. Read this next time you're in anguish. I'm watching October slip by like fall leaves on a dead tree. I need to find something else to do besides watching the time pass. I have no energy.
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Droplets of letters of justice
You matter.
Not in a pastel poster sort of way. Not in a science teacher’s dad-joke shirt sort of way.
In a rain drop sort of way.
The rain drops don’t need to be thereNot all of them
For it to be raining.
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Vertigo
Body nested in the damp grass,
the sky gazes over my skin.
Feet pulled by the still stars
while the earth keeps racing. -
sophomore year later
i used to dream
of the day
i started middle school,
thinking the excitement
of getting older
outweighed the pain
of growing up.
my teachers wondered why.
and now that i'm in
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i'll laugh at this someday
"I have a feeling, a terrible fear encroaching
That I'll never love a boy
The way I love the ocean."
-Maya Hawke, "To Love a Boy"
