[bluerotundas]

anne carson’s “the yoke of love” and jeanette winterson’s “the measure of love is loss” and hélène cixous’ “we experience love through the loss it inflicts upon us” and louise glück’s “why love what you will lose? there is nothing else to love”…………..

[xaoca]

i look at the wound and see moscow Lilia Ana, 2025

[tapireye-deactivated20220708]

Sinéad O'Connor - Thank You for Hearing Me (1994)

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[candyperfumedgirl]

[bluerotundas]

ten toes down 😗🤏🏼

[bluerotundas]

Did anyone ever get as much of anything as they wanted?

The Idiot by Elif Batuman

[bluerotundas]

We spent the rest of the evening at an outdoor performance of Donizetti’s The Elixir of Love. The singers looked imploringly at the audience as if we could somehow help them. An elixir of love— what an idea. You loved that one, the one who didn’t love you, so what good was an elixir that turned her into someone else?

The Idiot by Elif Batuman

[bluerotundas]

Overwhelmed by happiness, the little girl began to sing. She was so happy— but she didn’t know what anything really was. She didn’t know what anything meant. She knew even less than we did.

The Idiot by Elif Batuman

[ithankthevirgin]

Dolores and Claudia thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for the miracle that their parents accepted their relationship. Now they don’t have to hide and they’re happy. July 12, 2001

[bluerotundas]

fresh horrors discovered today at the gym!!! fully set up the smith machine for hip thrusts after waiting fifteen minutes in line for one only to immediately discover that i am about to pee my pants!!

[breige]

[bluerotundas]

omg y’all!! i just realized i never provided you guys with the fall moodboard. i am so sorry <3 it is forthcoming

[bluerotundas]

i am legitimately so addicted to being a woman in her mid twenties like all i do is listen to one direction take me home yearbook edition album, read yaoi and poetry before bed, go to the club, eat my chocolate strawberry yogurt bowls, have like 1-2 cigs a week maybe as a treat, plot my birthday parties for the next five years, dress up in my polly pocket fantasy closet, philosophize with my girls, dye my hair at home, peruse pinterest and ao3 in the morning like it’s NPR and BBC, tend my friendships like a gentle vine, take my creatine, say no to things i don’t wanna do, mind my business at the gym, raise my cats as a single mother and have a fully developed brain this shit is so awesome. it DOES get better

[bluerotundas]

me reading my own freaked out silly posts as though i didn’t just think the post up

[bluerotundas]

at the end of it all i’m still me <3 lazy as fuck

[bluerotundas]

been offline to reconnect with yaoi and the club but this is two months of progress btw. i am SICK with GLEE