BECAMESUN.

[becamesun]

inspiration sideblog for @/becomesun. navigation.

[becamesun]

They each seemed like they thought the other one was the only person in the room. — @imbalanceofpower.

A Little Life, Hanya Yanagihara / Frances Ha, dir. Noah Baumbach / Lines for People After the Party, Alex Dimitrov / Don't Delete the Kisses, Wolf Alice / Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963, Susan Sontag / Normal People, Sally Rooney / Flowers in the Attic, V.C. Andrews / Me and My Husband, Mitski.

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james longenbach / wendy cope / jon kabat-zinn

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czeslaw milosz / danusha laméris

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alex dimitrov, love

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j. sullivan

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words by anna fusco 🌺

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silas denver melvin / june gehringer / phoebe bridgers

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sally wen mao, the peony pavilion

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lovers, of course, are notoriously frantic epistemologists, second only to paranoiacs (and analysts) as readers of signs and wonders.

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adam phillips, on flirtation

[becamesun]

there's something soft in me — / we killed it and it's rotting. — @imbalanceofpower.

slaughterhouse, yves olade / serial killer, lana del rey / circe, madeline miller / the girl from the other side, nagabe / the love of the wolf, hélène cixous / western nights, ethel cain / unknown, marina tsvetaeva / the carnivorous lamb, agustín gómez-arcos, tr. william rodarmor / supernatural, s5e14 / fire, anaïs nin / strangers, ethel cain / the tale of the body thief, anne rice.

[taur]

[weltenwellen]

Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost

[zegalba]

Katja Kemnitz: Too Much Love (2016)

[batwan-deactivated20220318]

La La Land (2016) dir. Damien Chazelle

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i can’t be loved, swallowed and digested. must i make myself smaller?’

[text id: this thought was unceasing: somewhere must be home. / the spine-folding need to belong was woven into my skin. no amount of clawing could ever get it out. / it scared me that even at my very best, i wouldn’t be able to stop myself from being fond of the tearing. isn't mauling touch? the warmth of a hand close to you, right before is tears you apart, is something.]

[weltenwellen]

Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947