sertão: estes teus vazios.

television version of a person with a broken heart.

[firstfullmoon]

Robert Wood Lynn, “There is Only One Ocean”

[kuchipachi]

white flag by lucia gallipoli

[dogwoodbite]

[ID: a white lace curtain with the words "I DIDN'T ASK TO BE BORN / BUT I CERTAINLY DIDN'T / ASK TO DIE / EXCEPT FOR WHEN I DID / AND I THANK GOD / HE NEVER LISTENS" added with white interfacing just above a flower motif border /End ID]

[soleilinfini]

mary oliver, staying alive

[soracities]

Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch (trans. Gregory Rabassa)

[Text ID: “As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard.”]

[slowlikehoney1996]

If your lover lives in Hong Kong and cannot get to Chicago, it will be necessary for you to go to Hong Kong. Perhaps you will spend your life there, and never see Chicago again. And you will, I assure you, as long as space and time divide you from anyone you love, discover a great deal about shipping routes, airlines, earthquake, famine, disease, and war. And you will always know what time it is in Hong Kong, for you love someone who lives there. And love will simply have no choice but to go into battle with space and time and, furthermore, to win.

James Baldwin, Nothing Personal

[weltenwellen]

Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West

[petaltexturedskies]

Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry dated 23 February 1925, from The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin: 1923–1927

[adrasteiax]

“Love-soaked, rain-soaked— if people ask which drenched your sleeves, what will you say?”

— Izumi Shikibu, from The Ink Dark Moon [translated by Jane Hirshfield with Aratani Mariko]

[primulaceas]

Maggie Nelson, Bluets

[kosmogrl]

‘I need to get some sleep’ says girl who won’t fall asleep until 6am cause having free time at night is cool

[primulaceas]

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath; entry no. 104

[arielseaworth]

“Perhaps you have forgotten. That’s one of the great problems of our modern world, you know. Forgetting. The victim never forgets. Ask an Irishman what the English did to him in 1920 and he’ll tell you the day of the month and the time and the name of every man they killed. Ask an Iranian what the English did to him in 1953 and he’ll tell you. His child will tell you. His grandchild will tell you. And when he has one, his great-grandchild will tell you too. But ask an Englishman—” He flung up his hands in mock ignorance. “If he ever knew, he has forgotten. ‘Move on!’ you tell us. ‘Move on! Forget what we’ve done to you. Tomorrow’s another day!’ But it isn’t, Mr. Brue.” He still had Brue’s hand. “Tomorrow was created yesterday, you see. That is the point I was making to you. And by the day before yesterday, too. To ignore history is to ignore the wolf at the door.”

- A Most Wanted Man, John le Carré

[mothprincess]

Audre Lorde, The Cancer Journals

[theoptia]

Simone Weil, from Gravity and Grace

[deathcatcher]

"I would live for you" hits a lot harder than "I would die for you" imo. you're so important to me that I would pick myself up out of my grave for you. you give me a kind of hope that I thought I couldn't feel anymore. a future with you in it is a future I want to be there for. dying for you is easy, living for you is making the choice every day to get up and keep going

[gallarie]

the glass essay by anne carson