I'm screaming I love you so,
But my thoughts you can't decode

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@screamingilyso
I'm screaming I love you so,
But my thoughts you can't decode
& when your friends are talking, you hardly hear a word
you were the first person here
and the last man on the earth.
but the light-
how can i accept womanhood when i never got over girlhood
Basic August, Eileen Myles
"If I'm gonna jump off the cliff, and you are going to get pushed off the cliff...why don't we hold hands on the way down?"
Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait in Letters
“In August 1964, Robert F. Kennedy took the podium at the Democratic Convention in Atlantic City. Immediately, a roar of applause took the whole hall. The crowd wouldn't let him speak, they wouldn’t let go of him. He was the representation of what they had lost. If the delegates had a sense of loss, imagine what his feelings were. Every day, every hour, every minute, he felt the loss of his brother. The pandemonium went on for twenty-two long minutes. As the crowd finally grew quiet, he bared his grief, enshrining his brother in words from Romeo and Juliet. When he was finished speaking, he left the hall, sat on the fire escape, and wept.” • RFK: An American Experience
I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul'
Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
Robert Mapplethorpe in front of his 1975 album artwork for Patti Smith’s Horses
Chelsea Wolfe, from Birth Of Violence; “The Mother Road,”  rel. c. 2019
so i'll wait for you, and i'll burn
will I ever see your sweet return?
“In the movie’s most celebrated scene, Rita Hayworth does an impossibly seductive striptease that involves the removal of just two long, black-satin gloves. It’s a performance charged with eroticism, desperation and tragedy, and it cemented Rita’s status as Hollywood’s reigning love goddess of the 1940s. Movie posters screamed “There NEVER was a woman like Gilda!”, and Rita is reported to have said, “Every man I knew went to bed with Gilda… and woke up with me.””
Gilda (1946) dir. Charles Vidor
Diego Calva on the set of Babylon (Damien Chazelle, 2022) (Via Twitter)
Danny Concannon:
[to C.J] I want you to do what you want to do - take the job at the White House. I just want you to talk to me about it. I want us to talk about what it will mean and how we'll make it work. I want us to talk like we're gonna figure it out together. I want us to talk... because I like the sound of your voice. I just want to talk.
Jane Austen, from a letter to Cassandra Austen
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