Dailies from Buffy the Vampire Slayer "Dead Things" (6.13).
This vampire is my dream man
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Dailies from Buffy the Vampire Slayer "Dead Things" (6.13).
This vampire is my dream man
so you dated the wrong person and learned a hard lesson. you chose the wrong major and had to start over again. you cherished a friend who backstabbed you. it sucks, but it’s also going to work out. that’s life; you learn, hurt, love, cry, laugh, and keep going. you experience setbacks and you grow and it’s all okay.
evening routine
imagine waking up one day and finding out that your parents traded your beloved sibling for a bigger and better replacement
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An Invite to Eternity
Wilt thou go with me, sweet maid,
Say, maiden, wilt thou go with me
Through the valley-depths of shade,
Of night and dark obscurity;
Where the path has lost its way,
Where the sun forgets the day,
Where there’s nor life nor light to see,
Sweet maiden, wilt thou go with me!
Where stones will turn to flooding streams,
Where plains will rise like ocean waves,
Where life will fade like visioned dreams
And mountains darken into caves,
Say, maiden, wilt thou go with me
Through this sad non-identity,
Where parents live and are forgot,
And sisters live and know us not!
Say, maiden; wilt thou go with me
In this strange death of life to be,
To live in death and be the same,
Without this life or home or name,
At once to be and not to be -
That was and is not -yet to see
Things pass like shadows, and the sky
Above, below, around us lie?
The land of shadows wilt thou trace,
Nor look nor know each other’s face;
The present marred with reason gone,
And past and present both as one?
Say, maiden, can thy life be led
To join the living and the dead?
Then trace thy footsteps on with me:
We are wed to one eternity.
-John Clare
[Is it just me or is this terrifying? And yet awesome. Written in the 1840s, give or take.]
The Light of Stars
The night is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
All silently, the little moon
Drops down behind the sky,
There is no light in earth or heaven
But the cold light of stars;
And the first watch of night is given
To the red planet Mars.
Is it the tender star of love,
The star of love and dreams?
O no ! From that blue tent above
A hero’s armor gleams.
And earnest thoughts within me rise
When I behold afar,
Suspended in the evening skies,
The shield of that red star.
O star of strength-! I see thee stand
And smile upon my pain;
Thou beckonest with thy mailed hand,
And I am strong again.
Within my breast there is no light
But the cold light of stars:
I give the first watch of the night
To the red planet Mars.
The stars of the unconquer’d will:
He rises in my breast,
Serene, and resolute, and still,
And calm, and self-possess’d.
And thou too, whoeso'er thou art,
That readest this brief psalm
As one by one thy hopes depart,
Be resolute and calm
O, fear not in a world like this
And thou shalt know ere long,
Know how sublime a thing it is
To suffer and be strong.
I’m sorry you feel so unloved
From The Phenomenology of Anger by Adrienne Rich
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