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@lovergirlprince
i crave attention, but i refuse to humiliate myself by asking for it.
i want to be loved, but i don’t want anyone to truly know me.
i am trying to make myself digestible, i don’t want to leave a sour taste in the mouth of my consumer.
Had a femme ask me to smell their perfume once, and I assumed that they were gonna hand me their wrist or something, cause that's what I'm used to.
They then proceeded to tilt their head and bear their neck for me to sniff, and I had to act like that didn't do something for me the rest of the day.
when christopher citro said, "i love you. i want us both to eat well" and when vladimir nabokov said, "it's cold today, but in a spring way, and i love you" and when wendy cope said, "i love you. i'm glad i exist" and when mahmoud darwish said, "you wrote me "good morning" and i read it as "i love you" and when anne sexton said, "i love you. i wish we were real" and and and
musings on oranges
Alessia Di Cesare, Romero Barros, Wendy Cope, David Stevenson, Rebecca O’Connor, Andrea Kantrowitz, Nina LaCour, Augustin Rouart, Ocean Vuong, Chris Krupinski, Wendy Cope, Mickie Acierno, Jacques Prévert, Robert Spear Dunning, Wendy Cope
buy me a coffee
sorry for romanticizing the mundane but the fact that laughter is infectious is so incredible to me. like yeah it's just a reaction to stimuli but the way it feels to hear someone laugh and feel yourself compelled to share that joy is really something. and it's so simple and requires no skill but it's so special and important to me.
today you said
"I love you,"
and,
you've said it before,
yes,
and I've no doubt
i will hear you say it
again,
but,
today,
you said
"I love you,"
and,
the look in your eyes
was so sweet, and sad,
and longing,
so...
full,
of all the things those words
might ever possibly mean,
that,
when I looked back
into those beautiful
brown eyes,
i felt my heart would burst.
V. Rue, 2025.
i love u vampirism. i love u lesbianism. i love u homoeroticism.
("I exist in two places: here and where you are")
Suzanne Buffam, "Vanishing Interior"
Sufjan Stevens, "The Only Thing"
Rene Ricard, "And Then I Tried"
W.S. Merwin, "Separation"
Etel Adnan, "Five Sense for One Death"
Nostalghia (1983), dir. Andrei Tarkovsky
I don’t just want to love you, darling, I want to devour you, to swallow your soul , until our hearts beats into sync , inside my chest, and we burn as one unholy pulse.
© achingsoulwords
"New Definition of Gravity", Paruyr Sevak (translated by Tathev Simonyan)
brb getting very emotional thinking about the metaphor of transformation in tam lin. How tam lin is saved by a lover with the strength and conviction and patience to hold him, just hold him-- no matter what form he takes. How with each version of him, no matter how repulsive or frightening, she refuses to let go. holding on through it all, until it passes and he's ready to be a person again. because he needs her and she trusts that he will not hurt her. How holding tight is what sets him free. How faith and devotion can in themselves be transformative. Man. Do you feel me.
I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.
interview with the vampire (2022) // emily brontë, wuthering heights