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musings on november
― Donald Miller, Holly Warburton, L. M. Montgomery, E. M. Forster, Anne Sexton, Kaye Donachie, Anne Sexton, Emilio Hernandez Martin, Maggie Stiefvater, Nina MacLaughlin (The Paris Review)
˗ˏˋin case you’d like to buy me a☕ˎˊ˗
First in the series Girls showing off their big .. needs:
Yellow - Absolute Queen wants some peaches 💛🍑
Lilith and Eve, Yuri Klapouh, 1963//First Kill (2022)//Hans Zatzka//The Wilds (2020-2022)//Two women kissing in nature, Georges Rochegrosse (1859-1938)//The Haunting of Bly Manor (2020)//?//Elisa y Marcela (2019)//?//A league of their own (2022)
Art by Roberto Ferri
“I hope one day we can forgive each other for not being what we wanted each other to be”
— Kriti G.
— Bob Dylan from When the Deal Goes Down on Modern Times (2006)
Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963″
does lemongrass go with grief.
The Default Setting Is Love, Thomas Dexter Kerr
If you’re going to break me,
you better make me cum first.
I want to slip my fingers into you mind and fondle your innermost thoughts, until you spread it wide to let me go deeper.
“Devour me. Deform me to your likeness, so that no one after you will ever again understand the reason for so much desire. We’ll be alone, my love. Night will never end. The day will never dawn again on anyone. Never again. At last.”
— Hiroshima Mon Amour 1959, Alain Resnais
Such wounds to the heart will probably never heal. But we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever.
— Haruki Murakami
— Trista Mateer, “Peaches”
“I can’t forget you, not because I have strong memory but because I have a heart that never denies those who settled in it once”
— Mahmoud Darwish