nath

literature and linguistics student | intj | 5w4

[random-brushstrokes]

Théophile Steinlen (French/Swiss, 1859-1923)

[weltenwellen]

Hanif Abdurraqib interviewed by Ruth Awad: Joy Is Not Promised to You

[weltenwellen]

Jenny Slate, On Love, Loneliness, & Giant Dogs

[metamorphesque]

"Poems are not written...", Andrey Voznesensky (translated by metamorphesque)

[nathearcher]

i like to think about it but also the antithesis of it: the poem HAS to be build by the one who feels, the blood is just blood until someone turn it into poetry

[darhanar]

“I continue opening boxes.

I find more faded and cracked photographs than I want ever again to see. I find many engraved invitations to the weddings of people who are no longer married. I find many mass cards from the funerals of people whose faces I no longer remember.

In theory these mementos serve to bring back the moment.

In fact they serve only to make clear how inadequately I appreciated the moment when it was here.

How inadequately I appreciated the moment when it was here is something else I could never afford to see.”

Blue Nights

Joan Didion

[guessillalwaysbethisway]

[galina]

A thousand pages of notes, thoughts, phone numbers, ideas, shopping lists, dates, dreams

[quotefeeling]

“Being raised in an unstable household makes you understand that the world doesn’t exist to accommodate you, which… is something a lot of people struggle to understand well into their adulthood. It makes you realize how quickly a situation can shift, how danger really is everywhere. But crises when they occur, do not catch you off guard; you have never believed you lived under a shelter of some essential benevolence. And an unstable childhood makes you appreciate calmness and not crave excitement.”

— Curtis Sittenfeld

[shootoutthestars]

And sometimes, an unstable childhood makes calm moments that should feel safe feel like a waiting game for the other shoe to drop. I hope some day I can find peace within the calm.

[demigods-posts]

i think that percy and annabeth's relationship is so healing for both of them. like, our girl has severe abandonment issues but managed to pull the guy whose fatal flaw is unwavering loyalty. and our boy has severe self-esteem issues but managed to pull the girl who consistently chooses him. i love these two so much.

[heavenlydark]

[drunkwhenimadethis]

Accepting life is the only way to really love it and know it. I’m talking to those who are stuck on inconsistencies of detail and have secret obsession with calamity, avoiding it and thus creating it through tension. Just because you feel bad doesn’t mean that you or life are bad. You have to really know that. I accept things for at least three minutes a day now and I’m feeling a lot better.

[moosiala-deactivated20250927]

when noah kahan said "i hope this pain's just passing through" and "someday i'm gonna be somebody people want" and when he said "i'm still angry at my parents for what their parents did to them" and "i'm in the business of losing your interest and i turn a profit each time that we speak" and "i'm terrified that i might never have met me" and "i saw the end it looked just like the middle" and when he said "now the pain's different it still exists it just escapes different"

[crucifiedlovers]

[The two lovers] were rare, rarity in the air. They felt rare, not part of the thousand people wandering the streets. The two of them were sometimes conspiratorial, they had a secret life because no one would understand them. And also because the rare ones are persecuted by the people who don't tolerate the insulting offense of those who are different. They hid their love so as not to wound the eyes of others with envy. So as not to wound them with a spark too luminous for the eyes.

Clarice Lispector, 'The Departure of the Train' from The Imitation of the Rose (trans. Katrina Dodson)

[nathearcher]

when mitski said “i don’t like my mind, i don’t like being left alone in a room with all its opinions about the things i’ve done” and when of monsters and men said “but i’m ok in see-through skin, i forgive what is within” yeah the seemingly endless struggle ricocheting between these

[ashstfu]

being involved in any conversation w my family makes me feel lightheaded and my ears start ringing and i can taste blood in my mouth does this happen to anyone else

[soracities]

Goethe, quoted in Roland Barthes' A Lover's Discourse: Fragments (trans. Richard Howard) [ID in ALT]

[weltenwellen]

Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died