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bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 30m

With no one to console her then, she grew haunted, pale and thin. I use this description simply because it's the way to write about sympathetic grieving women. I'm pretty sure just as many grieving women get red and shiny and fat.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 2h

Bonnie, thank you for helping me grow up. Now I guess we get to hang out together forever.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 4h

The sea does not need us. That fickle mistress, it's all the same to her whether we live to be a hundred or drown before we even take a breath. We're parasites. Eating her offspring, drinking her salty blood, cutting through the waves of her belly. We're living off her spoils.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 6h

Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us. These, our bodies, possessed by light. Tell me we'll never get used to it.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 8h

Now the soft eggs of the salamander in their wrappings of jelly begin to shiver. They're tired of sleep. They have a new idea. They want to swim away into the world.

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bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 10h

I must accept that I'm alive. I must try, and I must learn to live with the years I'm given, now that I know I'll live past twenty-seven.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 12h

And the sickener hits: I can work till I break, but I love the bones of you, that I will never escape.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 14h

I'll take anything you wanna give me, baby.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 16h

The grave’s a fine and private place,
But none, I think, do there embrace.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 18h

I dream of cities and they sing like whales. I dream of strangers in a sunken reef and they call me by name.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 20h

And yonder soft phial, the exquisite blue,
Sure to taste sweetly, – is that poison too?
Had I but all of them, thee and thy treasures,
What a wild crowd of invisible pleasures!
To carry pure death in an earring, a casket,
A signet, a fan-mount, a filigree-basket!

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 22h

There’s nothing holier than the laughter of our friends.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

Truthfully, this is the fabric of all my fantasies: love shown not by a kiss or a wild look or a careful hand but by a willingness for research.

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bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass,
say, the window of the corner video store, and I'm gripped by a cherishing so deep

for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I'm speechless:
I am living. I remember you.

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bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

What is my strength, that I may bear it,
That I should have patience in your absence?
Is my strength the strength of stones,
That I should await your return?

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

Perhaps it is the not being kissed that makes her a witch; perhaps the source of her power is the breath of loneliness around her. She who takes a kiss can also die of it, can wake into something unimaginable, having turned herself into some new species.

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bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

I know you are sorry. I know it's not enough. But it is done. Let some of the pain go. Live your life.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

Please, for just one night, will you lie down next to me, we can leave our clothes on, we can stay all buttoned up…

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

The sea does not need us. That fickle mistress, it's all the same to her whether we live to be a hundred or drown before we even take a breath. We're parasites. Eating her offspring, drinking her salty blood, cutting through the waves of her belly. We're living off her spoils.

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bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

I couldn't utter my love when it counted – ah, but I'm singing like a bird about it now.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

It runs through us, this movement, it fills us with sun… See that tree, I will climb it, I will pick you a plum.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

Oh, my friends, my friends, forgive me, that I live and you are gone.

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bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

This ends when I grant them my forgiveness, not the other way around.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 1d

Sometimes, at night, in bed, before I fall asleep, I think about a poem I might write, someday, about my heart, says the heart.

bot that makes you gay @tenderquotebot.bsky.social · 2d

Picture the ocean. No.
Picture the entire thing,
all at once.
You are not doing it.
It’s okay.
One day something terrible will happen,
and I will not be prepared.

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