we'll change the world, we sang

Remember not our faulty pieces, Remember not our rusted parts, It's not the petty imperfections that define us but The way we hold our hearts

[weltenwellen]

Ocean Vuong, from “Skinny Dipping”, Time Is a Mother

[weltenwellen]

Rainer Maria Rilke in a letter to Lou Andreas-Salomé, published in Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters

[perfect-cecilos]

Some of these Night Vale tweets get deep and I love them for that

[butchrat]

"I'm not happy yet but because of you I dare to hope that'll change" dreaming of a future for the first time

Tennessee Williams

The Incredibly True Adventure of Two Girls In love

Hozier

Gabriela Mistral

Aimee Nezhukumatathil

Ellis nightingale

[rumwik]

Deep Thinker

[souuadd]

Serie of things I like, for no apparent reason:

1. Kitchens

[nostalgiafornothing]

[2stelle]

Mahmood & Blanco Brividi

[adampvrrish]

anne sexton // richard siken// margaret atwood // virginia woolf

[unwinthehart]

“Nudo con i brividi a volte non so esprimermi e ti vorrei amare, ma sbaglio sempre e ti vorrei rubare un cielo di perle e pagherei per andar via, accetterei anche una bugia e ti vorrei amare, ma sbaglio sempre e mi vengono i brividi, brividi, brividi.” _______________ “Naked, with shivers I can’t explain myself sometimes and I’d love, but I always make mistakes and I’d steal a sky full of pearls for you and I’d pay to get away from here I’d accept a lie, too and I’d love, but I always make mistakes and I get shivers, shivers, shivers.” Mahmood & BLANCO - “Brividi” (2022)

[thefilmhoardersdiary]

letting go.

[joshpeck]

this changed me as a person

[ndrthwthr]

holy shit i am so gay

[passionpeachy-deactivated202312]

:’)

[vitruvians]

Favourite Films in No Particular Order: Atonement (2007)

Find you, love you, marry you, and live without shame

[jempai]

Bertolt Brecht, The Svenborg Poems | Margaret Atwood, Corpse Song | Kurt Weill, Aufstieg und Fall der Stadt Mahagonny | The Mountain Goats, Alpha Rats Nest | Gregory Orr, To Be Alive

[skindoodles]

[antigonick]

“—just one kiss above the heart is a kiss upon the heart, as if one could kiss the very pulse of being, light upon the head of that pin that pins us here, that tiny disk where angels were once believed to dance, and all that nakedness without could not have been except for all that burning deep within”

— Rebecca Seiferle, excerpt of “White of snow or white of page is not”, in Wild Tongue