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it’s been a good time, it’s been a fun time, now it’s time to
go
“ISMENE: you are a person in love with the impossible. ANTIGONE: and when my strength is gone I’ll stop.”
— Anne Carson/Sophokles, Antigonick (via echymosis)
Ur energy will always overcome ur appearance
loving and being loved is feeling the sun from both sides
Lisel Mueller, “Necessities”
sometimes a bitch jus want a love letter u know
Concept: baking & cooking together as a form of intimacy
“i know no love without teeth & have the scars to remember.”
— José Olivarez, from “I Wake in a Field of Wolves with the Moon,” published in The Shallow Ends
girls don’t like boys, girls like the pastoral escapist fantasy of living in a large house with many friends and several pets on a beautiful chunk of land with no financial, political, or medical anxieties. also, bread.
i go absolutely ape shit buck wild when people ask me if i want to run errands with them like Let’s Fucking Go. and my mind absolutely maxes out of dopamine when they ask if i wanna stop for coffee. and if someone took me to the park id go bonkers in funcking yonkers
i got so high last night that i started ghostwriting for a golden retriever apparently
a lack of communication can really fuck up a lot of good shit
mood
“… the fear that I may start screaming, and people will come running to my door and finally force it open, the fear that I might betray myself and tell everything I dread, and the fear that I might not be able to say anything, because everything is unsayable, – and the other fears … the fears.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Fears,”The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge , The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke , tr. Stephen Mitchell (via literatuer)
I'll never forget the first day we started talking
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, White Nights
not to be corny but friends supporting friends is the most important thing in the whole entire world