~~*poison cherry gas*~~
~~*poison cherry gas*~~
My ears are deaf, and yet I seem to hear
Sweet nature’s music and the songs of man,
For I have learned from Fancy’s artisan
How written words can thrill the inner ear
Just as they move the heart, and so for me
They also seem to ring out loud and free.

Robert Panara, poet and pioneer of deaf studies, died on July 20th aged 94

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But you can’t get away from yourself. You can’t decide not to see yourself anymore. You can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head. Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why (via larmoyante)

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