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styofa doing anything
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
sheepfilms
Show & Tell
Keni
Acquired Stardust
Sade Olutola
Product Placement
trying on a metaphor
d e v o n
Peter Solarz
Andulka
blake kathryn
tumblr dot com
shark vs the universe
KIROKAZE
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@firstpov
Hey, hey! Friendly reminder to make sure your supposedly “fearless” character gets their darkest fear revealed in the worst way possible so they break down into a vulnerable shaking mess in front of all the people they care about
muses with a high pain tolerance where, very rarely, the pain tolerance can actively become an issue. they don’t notice when they’re injured, or if something is going on in their body and it doesn’t pass the threshold of ‘this is something I urgently need to do something about’ - muses with a high pain tolerance because they learnt to ignore their pain, so they don’t readily recognize it and can even make it worse without realising, while the people who love them scold them for not saying anything / “lying” about it (but they just didn’t notice, it wasn’t on purpose –)
[hoarsely] is everyone ok
*covered in blood and debris* [shakily] yeah
Peter Wessel Zapffe
— Brotherhood, Octavio Paz (translated by Eliot Weinberger)
[text ID: I am a man: little do I last / and the night is enormous. / But I look up: / the stars write. / Unknowing I understand: / I too am written, / and at this very moment / someone spells me out.]
the beauty of the husband, anne carson // entry for not an island, gabriel jesiolowski // because there are graveyards, adira bennett // the torn-up road, richard siken // the red parts, maggie nelson // fictional characters, danusha laméris // on earth we’re briefly gorgeous, ocean vuong // two or three things i know for sure, dorothy allison // the palace, kaveh akbar // the book of questions, edmond jabès (trans. rosmarie waldrop).
I was very often full of rage and despair. I was always lonely. In spite of all that I was and am in love with life… I made up stories and forgot about the cold and the dark. I know these are ways of surviving, but maybe a refusal, any refusal, to be broken lets in enough light and air to keep believing in the world – the dream of escape.
Jeanette Winterson, from Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
Yrsa Daley-Ward, from bone; “this was the story”
Mary Oliver, from The House of Light; “Lilies”
[Text ID: “I think I will always be lonely / in this world,”]
Claudia Rankine, from The End of the Alphabet; “Overview is a place”
[Text ID: “rip the mind out. go ahead.”]
Max Ritvo, from Four Reincarnations: Poems; “Living it up”
[Text ID: “I wish you would let me know / how difficult it is to love me. / Then I would know you love me / beneath all that difficulty.”]
Forough Farrokhzad, tr. by Hasan Javadi & Susan Sallée, from Another Birth: Selected Poems of Forough Farrokhzad; "A poem for you"
[Text ID: “Here, the stars are extinguished / Here, the angels all weep”]
Forough Farrokhzad, tr. by Hasan Javadi & Susan Sallée, from Another Birth: Selected Poems of Forough Farrokhzad; "Lost”
[Text ID: “I dance, but upon my own grave”]
due to personal reasons I will be cheating death
characters who continuously tell themselves they’re okay and even start to believe it until someone says their name very gently and asks if they’re alright, at which point the facade crumbles completely
I'm starting a collection. Idk what the aesthetic is. Blorbocore
reading a book is not enough i need to embroider the words on my lungs
