Haha, my High School Physics teacher, a young sardonic over-tall abjectly sad abjectly funny man, wrote in my yearbook: "Thank you for being a light in my otherwise never-ending morass of a life." Almost twenty years later, that still cracks me up.
Kill me once, shame on me, kill me twice and I’ll follow you anyway, even haunt you from the mezzanine of some special heaven! Bloody great wordsmithery here HH! Awesome revelaciousness to absorb your words! Don’t ever change. Unless you want Infinity likes! My mother called me special again and again but i thought it was shorthand b/c we (her 8 feral Irish-Am Catholic children) overwhelmed her. Special felt like go-away-now, so I can nap! It held no traction. i was spinning when needed directions on how to slow down, tune in. How to be a both/and girl? was my work. Still is. Stillness is. Anyway, let’s go back to the HH channel and reframe my childhood.:)
I'm late to the read - this is a very good one, thank you HH. The book shop scene is so vivid and also motivating - is it pervy to enjoy thriving in the face of bitter ex's?!
That made my Brain tear up a bit but my Heart is laughing. Thanks.
But
remember when your teacher put the two boys in the advance reading group
and
you asked why
and
your mother told you
*Your teacher hasn’t noticed that you’re smarter than those boys, probably because she’s not as smart as you.*
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Such a long time ago. Might as well have been this morning, or tomorrow.
[thank you]
I am slain. Thank you for the slaying.
This is my favorite thing you have ever written. I needed it today.
My English teacher wrote this in my yearbook: “You are a bright light in a dark sea.” Yes I am.
Haha, my High School Physics teacher, a young sardonic over-tall abjectly sad abjectly funny man, wrote in my yearbook: "Thank you for being a light in my otherwise never-ending morass of a life." Almost twenty years later, that still cracks me up.
Fuck yeah.
YES.
I will repeat myself here as I have emailed this to every writing group I am a part of. Thank you for the sharp kick in the twat today!
Kill me once, shame on me, kill me twice and I’ll follow you anyway, even haunt you from the mezzanine of some special heaven! Bloody great wordsmithery here HH! Awesome revelaciousness to absorb your words! Don’t ever change. Unless you want Infinity likes! My mother called me special again and again but i thought it was shorthand b/c we (her 8 feral Irish-Am Catholic children) overwhelmed her. Special felt like go-away-now, so I can nap! It held no traction. i was spinning when needed directions on how to slow down, tune in. How to be a both/and girl? was my work. Still is. Stillness is. Anyway, let’s go back to the HH channel and reframe my childhood.:)
(you think good)
Aye aye, cap’n
❤️
I'm late to the read - this is a very good one, thank you HH. The book shop scene is so vivid and also motivating - is it pervy to enjoy thriving in the face of bitter ex's?!
Crying (after returning "home" from a very long journey, wondering if I was always special or always mistaken).
such a good writer, pen game on pointtt
This is great.