forever thinking about this scene from fleabag
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forever thinking about this scene from fleabag
I’ll always be with you -Lexa
’ do you hear that? ‘
from the ashes we rise
you are a product of war
The Coalition : The Game
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Franz Wright, “To Myself” [text ID under the cut]
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“[She] wanted her life to mean something then, she wanted to stop all violence committed by the strong against the weak, and she remembered a time several years ago when she had felt so intelligent and young and powerful that she almost could have achieved such a thing, and now she knew she wasn’t at all powerful, and she would live and die in a world of extreme violence against the innocent, and at most she could help only a few people.”
— Sally Rooney, from Normal People
i am once again thinking about this passage from normal people
The volume IS the message
you are cordially invited to take my new uquiz: come to my tea party & i’ll give you a gift! 💌 💐
attend a faerie tea party, choose the setting, the outfits, the music, the drinks & what you will be doing in the company of these strange folks — and perhaps the token you’ll take home will tell you something you need to hear.
You don’t forget the face of a person who was your last hope.
Solmaz Sharif, from “The Near Transitive Properties of the Political and Poetical: Erasure”
[text ID: A lover, once: You can’t say every action is political. Then the word political loses all meaning.
He added: What is political about this moment?
I was washing his dishes. I had left the water running.]
Franz Wright, “To Myself” [text ID under the cut]
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“You know, love doesn’t mean ‘I never want you to change’. But I don’t think it means ‘I don’t care if you change’ either. So I suppose it might mean, ‘I believe that you’ll always be the person I adore’. A declaration of faith, perhaps.”
— Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You).