my legs are ducks

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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart—Lacrimosa

I love this

Ged. 1986 - 2013

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sorry for using my tumblr as sad therapy actually i’m not really sorry just tumblr saviour me or unfollow you nut

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Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it. We anticipate (we know) that someone close to us could die, but we do not look beyond the few days or weeks that immediately follow such an imagined death. We misconstrue the nature of even those few days or weeks. We might expect if the death is sudden to feel shock. We do not expect this shock to be obliterative, dislocating to both body and mind. We might expect that we will be prostrate, inconsolable, crazy with loss. We do not expect to be literally crazy, cool customers who believe their husband is about to return and need his shoes.

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Agnus Dei (Cordero de Dios) - Samuel Barber

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Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water the tawny color of kicked-up dirt. Every breath is full of choking. There is nothing to hold on to, no sides, no way to claw myself up. There is nothing to do but let go. Let go. Feel the weight all around you, feel the squeezing of your lungs, the slow, low pressure. Let yourself go deeper. There is nothing but bottom. There is nothing but the taste of metal, and the echoes of old things, and days that look like darkness.

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life’s a piece of shit, when you look at it

hi internet, sorry for the radio silence the last week or so.

for those of you that don’t already know, not last Friday but the one before my brother gerard killed himself. i’m not ready to go into details, but it’s been the worst week (and a bit) of my life. i’m currently vascillating between angry, sad, cold, worried, stressed, neurotic, nauseous and exhausted. with a side of concern for my sisters and my dad who I had not seen break down and cry my whole life until this week.

as with most terrible things in life these sort of events really bring out the kindness of people and I have been really lucky to have been looked after and hugged silly this week by my friends and family and workmates.

but i’m trying to make sense of this horrible thing and grieve and be strong all at the same time and it’s hard, hard work so for those of you who know me IRL I’m sorry if I tune out for a bit and am not myself and for those of you who know me on the internet if I just post sad songs for the next little while it’s okay, I will be okay I promise i’ve just got some stuff to sort through.

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