— Adonis, translated by Khaled Mattawa

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— Adonis, translated by Khaled Mattawa
“You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known- and even that is an understatement.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, Letter to Zelda Fitzgerald
Oscar Wilde, De Profundis // @i-wrotethisforme // Jorge Louis Berges // @smokeinsilence //@viridianmasquerade //Jorge Louis Berges // @honeytuesday // Kaveh Akbar // F. Scott Fitzgerald // AKR //Olivie Blake, from “Alone With You in the Ether” // Kaveh Akbar, Pilgrimage
let me see you and stay
neil hilborn // text post – @rebeccabinch // naudline pierre – through the clouds, 2020 // flintcoded, 08 –15 – 21 // the first bad man – miranda july // sade alandria zabala // georges bataille // @tristamateer // mess is mine – vance joy // @softhe4rted , i will – mitski // taylor jenkins reid, the seven husbands of evelyn hugo //georges bataille – the dead Man //
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ANDREW GARFIELD for The Wrap, ph. Irvin Rivera, January 2022.
But the thing I will never admit to anyone who's met me is how desperately I want to be loved, I don't think I could say it. How I want someone to hold my wrists and kiss my palms and smile at me, and want me, I want to be wanted and I don't know how long poetry or songs will substitute for being wanted.
Op here, Anyway I got married so this post is cancelled, good luck to the rest of you!
war of the foxes, richard siken / the good place (2016) / twin size mattress, the front bottoms / fleabag (2016) / jamie anderson / wandavision (2021) / in the realm of grief, noor unnahar / twin peaks (1990) / on earth we're briefly gorgeous, ocean vuong
i hope the new year brings with it hope. i hope, hope spills right through the morning fog and makes home inside your heart. i hope the winter sun heals the cracks you wish would heal. i hope the new year gives you what the past years have taken away a little. i hope this new year we are a little more ourselves than we were before. i hope the year brings success and love at your doors. i hope you smile more often and feel a lightness in your heart. i hope the new year is good.
“it’s always the same ending, it’s the way our story goes. with me losing you.”
— endings are always the saddest part / letters of a lost love.//t.c
i think there's something so beautiful about postcards and how they say that yes i was in this beautiful place but i still couldn't stop thinking about you
i don’t wanna love myself like “buy this feel good”. i wanna love myself like i made a sandwich for later because i knew i’d be too busy. i wanna love myself like hang on take a breath do you actually like this. i wanna love myself like okay we’re gonna set a reminder to get up and brush our teeth. i wanna love myself like - it’s okay to say no, it’s okay to take that nap, it’s okay to go home.
i don’t wanna feel sexy like tv. i don’t wanna feel sexy like little black dress. i wanna feel sexy like high note during karaoke. like just got done writing 14 pages of poetry. like let me show you this scarf i’ve been knitting. i wanna feel sexy like hand on the back of the headrest while you parallel park. like did i tell you about that time i saved a baby bird. like don’t tell her but i’ve been sneaking money into her purse.
i don’t wanna feel pretty like expensive. like high fashion. like paid to be here. i wanna feel pretty like a bird in a puddle. i wanna feel pretty like streak of dyed hair. i wanna feel pretty like calligraphy, like new leaves, like a skinned knee bleed, like a dog running at full speed. i wanna feel pretty like lying next to you. i wanna feel pretty like the new album just dropped, i wanna feel pretty like a shower, i wanna feel pretty like a stone wall all covered in moss.
i keep saying body neutrality. that feels negative - no bad things, no good things, just body. but i mean - my body is neutral like a flower is neutral like an oil slick is neutral like a day is neutral, too. my body is neutral so a kiss can feel like lightning so a dance can feel like a hula hoop so a walk to get coffee can feel like - god, i’m so happy to just be around you.
my body is a site. not the source of the joy, just where i can find it. i don’t wanna love like - finally got my body tight/forced myself through a diet/whatever trend is the current hype. i wanna love myself like - i go to this river and i find gold every time i shift around inside it. i wanna love myself like - i feel sexy because it’s sexy to be alive, and laughing. i wanna love myself like - bitch, i could have died, and i didn’t, and if that isn’t the prettiest almost in the whole world, than i don’t know what is.
wow i wanna love myself like extremely pleasing typefacing i wanna love myself like enjoyed this post i made a little art about it i wanna love myself like the little flags on the letter t love to curl themselves against their base i want to love myself like hold on mom, it’s a good reason i’m crying
favorite songs from Mamma Mia! (2008) based on these posts
“Some people care too much. I think it’s called love.”
— A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Miss Congeniality (2000) dir. Donald Petrie