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@alis-propiis-volat
I couldn’t breathe, the first time I saw you.
I finally wanted to have what my friends do.
someone to hold, to kiss, and to woo.
My heart pounded greatly,
My chest was too tight
My palms were all sweaty and I wanted to fight
Because though you are beautiful, and lovely, and strong,
You and I would never belong.
bro literally one of the most intimate things to me is wearing each other’s clothes dude like not just sweatshirts I’m talking about using the other person’s baby blue dress shirt that u thought u hated but now love because. it’s theirs. or even the other swiping your favorite pair of socks!!!! like ur so in love with each other u want ur whole existences to merge together
beautiful Sunday morning
new perspective
“And all I loved, I loved alone.”
— Edgar Allan Poe
perfect pair
instead of a knife my weapon is knowledge
“what is reality....
And how should we live it?”
-my professor who isn’t really my professor
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Woods
a couple paintings/rain studies I did
I want to be completely and utterly
head over heels
in love
with a person who understands my souls,
and matches my excitement and wonder
For life—
is that too much to ask????
What happens when we get used to watery coffee?
Lukewarm.
Weak.
Appearing to be too insignificant to change, yet once it is—everything seems a little bit brighter, and a little bit better.
Watery coffee is no good.
My lack of ability to communicate with others sabotages my opportunities to know and connect with them and I think that is one part about myself I just can’t quite love and accept yet.... :/
please let me be able to open my heart to someone and thus allow me to see theirs in return <3
can y’all ever tell just when ur not freakin wanted :/
art.
the best art should always make you uncomfortable.
a good opera will make you squirm in your seat, not smile in pleasure. the best painting will make you want to look away because of how painful it is and how close to your heart it hits. an exceptional symphony should make you weep in terror and sadness, not bring comfort to your ears. a significant poem should make you cringe in empathy for the horrid life of the poet, it should not make your heart flutter with beauty.
art should inspire you, not make you simply want to bask in its presence. think vivaldi, think bukowski, think picasso, think wagner. good art comes directly from the heart, from the soul, and the heart and soul are not beautiful things. anyone who creates art that pleases the senses has not created a pure form of art, they have created art that deceives their mind in order to convince them that life is beautiful. the purest, most honest art is ugly, rugged, displeasing. it reveals everything in life from which we hide and creates the most vulnerable version of oneself. life is sad. life is ugly. life is displeasing. pure art is sad, is ugly, is displeasing. this is real art.
Touches the heart
