everything seems.. off..

with me 25

[dr4gme]

About wocwog HJ. I love him. He's so raw, and there's so much pain and rage.

[venustapolis]

Lake of Tears (Ilya Glazunov, 1988)

[two-bees-poetry]

antigone was right

[roadmotel]

Nico Alvarado, Tim Riggins Speaks of Waterfalls

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Hanif Kureishi, from “The Buddha of Suburbia.”

[throulove]

[plazticaaa-deactivated20240922]

“Let’s all keep quiet, there are times when words serve no purpose, if only I, too, could weep, say everything with tears, not have to speak in order to be understood.”

—

Blindness 

Jose Saramago 

[feral-ballad]

Forugh Farrokhzad, tr. by Hasan Javadi & Susan Sallée, from Another Birth: Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad; "Servitude I"

[Text ID: "I am nothing, nothing, from head to toe."]

[mournfulroses]

Frida Kahlo, from a letter written in 1934, featured in "The Letters of Frida Kahlo,"

[weltenwellen]

Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib, from “And What Good Will Your Vanity Be When The Rapture Comes”

[weltenwellen]

Mary Szybist, Incarnadine

[fandom-trash-goblin]

MY BROTHER, MY WOUND

Violet Trefusis to Vita Sackville-West // Sharon Olds, “The Knowing” from Blood, Tin, Straw // Christopher Bursk, You Must Pay // rien ne va plus, margarita karapanau (trans. karen emmerich)// Forest Primeval, Vievee Francis // A Cruelty Special to Our Species, Emily Jungmin Yoon //Smoking the Bible, Chris Abani // Sharon Olds, from Stag’s Leap //Richard Siken, Wishbone/Sherman Alexie, “The Life and Times of Estelle Walks Above // Monster Portraits, Sofia Samatar & Del Samatar // Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood // Louise Glück, Hesitate to Call

(part 1) (part 2)

for @jcs-singular-slut-strand

[bernard-the-rabbit]

On sibilings

[plazticaaa-deactivated20240922]

“Let’s all keep quiet, there are times when words serve no purpose, if only I, too, could weep, say everything with tears, not have to speak in order to be understood.”

—

Blindness 

Jose Saramago 

[thequotehaven]

“For, after all, we can escape from everything but not from ourselves.”

— José Saramago, Baltasar and Blimunda

[weltenwellen]

Rebecca Ross, Divine Rivals

[primulaceas]

Vincent van Gogh, from a letter to Wil van Gogh. May 1889. The Illustrated Provence Letters of van Gogh selected and edited by Martin Bailey