Black Memories

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@blackagainn🖤

One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from one to ten. I've been asked this question hundreds of times. And I remember once when I couldn't catch my breath and it felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate my pain. Though I couldn't speak, I held up nine fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and called me a fighter. she said. "You called a ten a nine." But that wasn't the truth. I didn't call it a nine because I was brave. The reason I called it a nine was because I was saving my ten. And this was it... This was the great and terrible ten. Losing you 🎬The fault in our stars @blackagainn🖤

@blackagainn🖤

Yes, I need you, my fairy-tale. Because you are the only person I can talk with about the shade of a cloud, about the song of a thought — and about how, when I went out to work today and looked a tall sunflower in the face, it smiled at me with all of its seeds. Letters to Vera | Vladimir Nabokov @Deejaavuu 👁

@blackagainn🖤

Sometimes you just have to give up on people. Not because you don't care, because they don't. @blackagainn🖤

@blackagainn🖤

I feel very small. I don’t understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things. — Anaïs Nin, Nearer the Moon @blackagainn🖤

What could I have said to raise you from the dead? Oh could I be the sky on the Fourth of July?

@blackagainn🖤