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Anon request: Stevie winking during ‘Sara’ at the Classic East concert.
you kno wat trope pisses me off
waking up in the morning and having to continue my existence
I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.
Sylvia Plath (via purplebuddhaproject)
“When the stars exploded billions of years ago, they formed everything that is this world. Everything we know is stardust. So don’t forget you are stardust.” — Before Sunrise (1995, dir. Richard Linklater)
If she wasn’t beautiful, you wouldn’t have even stopped to look.
Kristen Stewart in Personal Shopper
We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via thelovejournals)
It’s unfortunate and I really wish I wouldn’t have to say this, but I really like human beings who have suffered. They’re kinder.
Emma Thompson (via thequotejournals)
Agnès Varda rolling a beach ball through the streets of New York City, 2017.
Fleetwood Mac, 1976.
I don’t want everyone to like me. I should think less of myself if some people did.
Henry James, The Portrait of a Lady (via wordsnquotes)
I take great care of myself by carefully shutting myself away.
Vincent van Gogh, Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh (via wordsnquotes)
It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. (via wnq-writers)
Oftentimes when people are miserable, they will want to make other people miserable, too. But it never helps.
Lemony Snicket, The Blank Book (via thequotejournals)