Lucyquin Quotes

seafoam*
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November 13, 2016 10:58am UTC

I’m not particularly tall but I have the legs of someone who would be. Sometimes I feel like I don’t belong in my own body and I stare down at it awkwardly sharing a bed with me like it’s a stranger I brought home with me for the night.
My hips and rib cage are so closely placed together that at times when I bend certain ways they scrape and collapse into one another — a sickening feeling that makes me frantically pull at the skin of my wrists until the pain subsides.
The voice in my head reminds me of summer and it never matches the wintry voice that comes out of my mouth. My eyes don’t look the same — one is completely brown, the other has a harsh yellowish crescent shape in the iris like something tried to cut its way out.
I feel like scattered dandelion wishes that gathered on the soles of someone’s shoes, a collection of mix and match parts from people I’ll never know and people I never want to know how to live without.

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seafoam*
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November 13, 2016 10:47am UTC

HE TOLD ME he loved her but he should have tiptoed around her like one would a minefield — a delicate balance between thrilling and terrifying, because that’s what love does to people, it rips them apart. And even if you’re lucky enough to make it out in one piece you’re never exactly the same. You are exposed nerve endings and sleepless nights, a collection of mismatched parts operating on anything other than sentiment because you’ve seen what it does — you now know what it’s like to run your hands along the shards of someone else’s life and have them bleed you dry for no other purpose but the satisfaction of knowing that they can.

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seafoam*
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November 13, 2016 10:39am UTC

“
Whenever I come across
an antique shop I always
think of you —
a welcoming, pleasant exterior
housing such cherished,
fragile memories of a time
you could never seem
to go back to no matter
how hard you tried.
— Lucy Quin

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seafoam*
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May 3, 2016 8:36pm UTC

It is love in its entirety or not at all, I am not crossed fingers, a wish whispered silently while you toss pennies into hopeful waters, appreciate me for who I am not who you need me to be.

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seafoam*
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April 30, 2016 9:08am UTC

nothing is as i remember
it in the morning, all parts of me lost and floating somewhere unreachable within the darkness of the previous night. The only constant is the ever-returning light stream that slips through blind slats every morning to slice a hole in the darkness so I can breathe. Today the sun stumbles through open windows the same way I remember it doing the first morning I woke up with him. But now I wake up alone and instead of reaching for him, I reach for the sun that’s spilled all over the other side of the bed. I try to catch it in my palm and close my hand around it again and again, but I can never quite grasp it. I stop trying and slide my hand out of the sun and next to my body. I spend the day in bed watching the sun slide further and further away until the room and I are nothing but shadows.

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seafoam*
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April 30, 2016 9:07am UTC

I’ve always had a problem with saying how I feel. Not because I’m at all inadequate at conveying what goes on inside, but because much little does happen that can be dismantled into words. My chest is not flowing prose, my heart will never beat out soliloquies. Inside is a mess of a thousand different stories, like the return bin of a public library. I cannot offer anyone anything but bits and pieces and hope they understand how difficult it is to put words together that adequately explain the hurricane that is the human heart.
— Lucy Quin

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seafoam*
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April 30, 2016 9:06am UTC

I have reoccurring dreams of ballerinas in straitjackets, bending completely at the waist until their bodies snap in half like weak branches. And although their torsos lay motionless their legs keep dancing and they are as graceful and agile as they ever were. When I awake I remind myself it is okay to feel constricted, it is okay to fall to pieces, but I must keep moving despite the disconnect, I must act inherently natural despite how unnatural it has all become.
— Lucy Quin

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seafoam*
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March 28, 2016 1:35pm UTC

what's so frustrating
about things like anxiety or depression is everyone is always under the impression that the people who suffer from it should change their behavior or thinking in order to adapt to the world around them. rarely is any responsibility placed on the people who don’t suffer from any of these things. it’s just always assumed that the person suffering from any type of mental illness is the one who needs to change or to adapt, whereas no one else is expected to change their ways of thinking in order to be more understanding, educated or helpful to those who aren’t like them. it’s unfair and quite honestly tremendously unproductive. mental illness is just that — it’s an illness. so instead of telling someone all the ways in which they need to change, start asking them ways in which you can help them feel more comfortable.

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seafoam*
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March 27, 2016 9:13pm UTC

“
Everything can be put into words, except the delicate things, sometimes words can’t do them justice — the feelings of inadequacy late at night, the way your chest actually aches when he’s gone, the way she looks at you from across the table that causes you to forget other people exist in the room — those are things simple words strung together cannot do. Those are poetry, never written only lived, because to attempt to capture and imprison them within a sentence would be a terrible disservice to human nature.
—Lucy Quin
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seafoam*
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March 27, 2016 8:58pm UTC

You must never fall apart because there isn’t a soul around who is capable of putting you back together without stealing a few pieces.

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seafoam*
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March 27, 2016 8:52pm UTC

I have a terrible habit of
nurturing troubled boys
back to proper health as
if they were injured birds.
And just when I think I’m
needed, they fly off in the
middle of the night.
Image is from tumblr, photographer unknown.

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seafoam*
posted a quote
March 24, 2016 2:38pm UTC

each time i say goodbye
I’m losing parts of a person I’ll never really know again. death changes everybody. everyone eventually copes and moves forward, but they’re never really the same. everything will be a reminder, and although the pain will become more tolerable, it will never actually subside. I worry about christmas and thanksgiving, of birthdays and special occasions, of every constant reminder of what once was and what can no longer be. I worry that on the other end of this is a person I will no longer recognize until the heaviness has come for me.

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seafoam*
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March 20, 2016 8:48pm UTC

Please leave format credit to 1986!
As I get older I made a promise to my body to never fault it for showing its age because it stuck by me, kept me company, like the ground underneath the Eiffel Tower, straining under the weight of something precious and I’d be wrong to disregard it after it has supported me.
“

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seafoam*
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March 20, 2016 8:41pm UTC

i have dreams of never
being apologetic again, of abandoning all expectations in a topless car as I’m scattered like dust along an open roadway. And each part of me will go a different way, I’ll live a million different lives, I’ll see so many places and people, my eyes will get full and burst and it’ll start all over again. It is a madness that can never be harnessed, the desire to see all things, all people, all places. To never have to wake up in the same place twice, to live without regret that I am missing out on all the little things.

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seafoam*
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March 20, 2016 8:37pm UTC

Love, much like a pressed flower between the pages of your favorite book. Kept and cherished until one day it becomes too brittle, crumbling in your hands, and all you’re left with are pieces of something once very beautiful.

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seafoam*
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March 20, 2016 7:41pm UTC

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I believe in the sun and the moon. It is a love that never fails me. One wakes up with me
and the other falls asleep with me, but most importantly they never leave me.

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seafoam*
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March 20, 2016 7:26pm UTC

It is one of those days when the incessant chatter of birds can be mistaken for chirps of your name; I could have sworn when the creamer swirled into my coffee it spidered out in a shape very similar to your iris; the wind blew through the curtains and the familiar chill of loneliness danced up and down my body.

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seafoam*
posted a quote
March 20, 2016 7:10pm UTC

I WOKE FROM THE
DEAD OF WINTER
AND YOU SHOWED
ME HOW TO
BREATHE AGAIN.

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seafoam*
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March 20, 2016 11:40am UTC

No one really tells you how the incurable case of not belonging seeps through your adolescent years and right into your adult life. It doesn’t really matter how many calendar pages I turn, I know the heaviness of finding my place will be right there waiting for me.
But I don’t think anyone ever feels like they completely belong, we just stop noticing – like the abrupt yet somehow still discreet transition from winter into spring, when one day you wake up and it’s warm enough to leave without a jacket. And eventually it becomes so second nature you forget when it happened altogether.
I guess that’s what I’m waiting for – the cold intrusive feeling to lift one day so I can see what it’s like to live without being constantly reminded to keep myself warm.

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seafoam*
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March 20, 2016 11:37am UTC

Pieces of you shatter and fall away inside parts of me I never knew existed. I don’t feel at home in my own bones and my skin feels like a prison.

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