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Lucy the Dinosaur! by Joey.
-Zoë
“ I don’t want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week…I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.
— Charlie, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
With how I seem to be failing so much these days, I want to vanish. I want not to hope any longer. Not to hope is to not feel disappointment. That I am a disappointment to my own self makes the hurt hurt even more so. I don’t find comfort in confiding w/ people anymore. I’ve been repeating the same old story everytime. They too are tired. I feel so alone.
“ She was the third beer. Not the first one, which the throat receives with almost tearful gratitude; nor the second, that confirms and extends the pleasure of the first. But the third, the one you drink because it’s there, because it can’t hurt, and because what difference does it make?
— Toni Morrison (Song of Solomon)
“ Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others’ faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.
