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“My longing for her was like a bad cold that had hung on for years despite my conviction that I was sure to get over it at any moment.”

— Donna Tartt, The Secret History

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The Sopranos, 1999-2007.

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The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas

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mary oliver, ‘from this river, when i was a child, i used to drink’

[ID: “‘What, precisely, will you grieve for?’ For the river. For myself, my lost joyfulness. For the children who will not know what a river can be—a friend, a companion, a hint of heaven.” end ID]

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[serialstranger]

[ethelcain-songs]

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Crying During Sex Ethel Cain

I sing the lord’s euthanasia blues When I take you and your brother in the back pew Drive into the median, keep myself from eating and wonder why I feel so sick Tradition’s ligature marks always yellow through

I lied when I said I didn’t want you In no time, you’ll forget the way we were supposed to be Asking what I’m on this time, holding on to you like I do Like we’re the only people in the world god left to mind to

Two drowning coals won’t ever light But if I ask you to, you’ll warm the night

If I want you like I said I’d never do I would hold my breath and sit down next to you Terrified you’ll bite the hand that needs you And right now I need you I don’t know what happened I don’t know what happened I was young and sweet And then something happened Something overwhelming Something everlasting

Time drags on I hate him for the time he’s gone I’ve been here for weeks, I’ve been here for years I’ve been here too long I forgot what stop means Either I drink it or the boat sinks It’s easy for him to get out of me What I’ve been praying will get out of me

Will I always be crying during sex with you All my dreams take place in heaven where it’s quiet, lying next to you Heavy breathing and sighs, bruises between my thighs, look me deep In my eyes like I’m a river worth wading And if I’m crying, it’s because I’m in love

And I could love you if I tried And I’m trying I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying

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18 giugno 1922, T S Eliot a casa di Virginia Woolf per la lettura del The waste land

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Life is simple you are a girl and then you kill yourself

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[brandofabio]

- Qui? - Non mi importa dove.

s2e1 // baby (netflix)

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[ethelcain-songs]

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Crying During Sex Ethel Cain

I sing the lord’s euthanasia blues When I take you and your brother in the back pew Drive into the median, keep myself from eating and wonder why I feel so sick Tradition’s ligature marks always yellow through

I lied when I said I didn’t want you In no time, you’ll forget the way we were supposed to be Asking what I’m on this time, holding on to you like I do Like we’re the only people in the world god left to mind to

Two drowning coals won’t ever light But if I ask you to, you’ll warm the night

If I want you like I said I’d never do I would hold my breath and sit down next to you Terrified you’ll bite the hand that needs you And right now I need you I don’t know what happened I don’t know what happened I was young and sweet And then something happened Something overwhelming Something everlasting

Time drags on I hate him for the time he’s gone I’ve been here for weeks, I’ve been here for years I’ve been here too long I forgot what stop means Either I drink it or the boat sinks It’s easy for him to get out of me What I’ve been praying will get out of me

Will I always be crying during sex with you All my dreams take place in heaven where it’s quiet, lying next to you Heavy breathing and sighs, bruises between my thighs, look me deep In my eyes like I’m a river worth wading And if I’m crying, it’s because I’m in love

And I could love you if I tried And I’m trying I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying