Friday, March 6, 2026

 


—IT’S LIKE TRYING TO GROW FROM THE CONCRETE

 

…“Love is what apathy can not touch. Love is what hate never understood.” Ingrid Keir

 

…Everyone’s going through something. Isn’t that the truth?

 

…I looked around and I had nowhere else to run. 

 

…I hope to remain brave enough to still be capable of tenderness.

 

…My arms are getting tired.

 

…I can totally see why you’d think that.

 

…THEFT REPORTED LESS THAN 4.5 MILES FROM YOUR HOME.

 

…SHOOTING REPORTEC LESS THAN 5.6 MILES FROM YOUR HOME.

 

…You ever have the feeling like maybe you left the stove on?

 

…You can’t ever completely know another person’s thinking.

 

…The key is to completely clear your mind.

 

…You know what I have right now? Right now I have to clean the sink.

 

…What are you hoping to achieve here?

 

…I guess I’m wondering what you’re willing to make room for.

 

…“The heart is not a distraction from what’s real. The way we love shapes everything.” Ingrid Keir

 

 Dennis Quaid Thinks Hollywood Has “Gone Far Left, Calls Trump ‘Really Genuine’ With ‘A Lot of Energy,’ says Trump sincerely cares about everyone in America.”

…Today President Trump called Robert DeNiro “Sick. Demented. Very low I.Q. and cries like a baby.” The Guardian

 

…If you have a platform and you never use it, what’s the point?

 

 The nation’s birthrate — that is, the number of live births per 1,000 people in a given year — is down by more than 25 percent since 2007, when the decline began.

 

…“What happens to you doesn’t belong to you, only half concerns you. It’s not yours. Not yours only.” Claudia Rankin

 

…What I hate about writing is the paperwork.

 

…YOUR PROFILE IS TRENDING THIS WEEK

 

…“Wicked people never have time for reading. It's one of the reasons for their wickedness.” Lemony Snicket

 

…I’ve been getting really good at being annoyed with myself.

 

 Andrea Gibson:

 

--And if we make it, or don’t, I want you to know it was worth it.

 

--I’ve gone half of my life not knowing the difference between killing myself and fighting back. 

 

--Just to be clear, I don’t want to get out of this without a broken heart.

 

--Say, This is my life. 

This is my precious life 

This is how badly I want to live.  

 

Say Every fever is a love note, that there are better things than being cool.

 

Say Fuck to everyone who asks you if you eat enough. Say How do you not know, that is so fucking rude. Remember you never have an obligation to quiet the tornado in your chest.

 

--You will never have a greater opportunity to learn to love your enemy than when your enemy is in your own red blood.

 

--I once spent four years of my life wearing a tight rubber band hidden beneath my hair so my brain could have a hug.

 

--I think we are all part shaking in the storm, part fight the flight, part run for your life. 

  

--I have been told sometimes the most healing thing we can do is remind ourselves over and over and over—other people feel this way, too.

 

--Some people will never understand the kind of superpower it takes for some people to just walk outside some days.  

 

--There is no bruise like the bruise loneliness kicks into your spine.

 

--The trauma said, ‘Don’t write this poem. Nobody wants to hear you cry about the grief inside your bones’.

 

--Dress me in whatever will get me through the door to your heart.

 

--Don’t worry. I am not fooled by my thumbs. I can’t even swallow my own pride long enough to let myself drool.

 

--To truly live is to see right through the skin to the avalanche.

 

--The dark years work too. Sometimes better. Sometimes grief is the fastest route to truth.

 

--What if we don’t have to be healed to be whole?

 

--I watched a dandelion lose its mind in the wind.

 

--My friend, if the only thing we have to gain is staying in each other, my god, that is plenty.

 

--I miss believing in the same thing everybody else does.

 

--Every good heart has lost its roof.

 

--Everyone’s survival looks a little like death sometimes.

 

--I wrote a poem called ‘Say Yes’ while I was cursing your name for you not letting me go.

 

--I have a hard time. I cry as often as most people pee.

 

--Why can I still take a punch better than I can a compliment?

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