Go Out and Paint the Stars

Because her footsteps sing a reckless serenade. I made a writing blog hoping it would encourage me to write. I'll let you know how that works.

[cowgirlrising]

thinking abt that one quote that’s like “you are a language i am no longer fluent in but still remember how to read” like how soul crushing is that… what the hell

[problemnyatic]

"I would kill for you. I would die for you" would you take a break for me? Would you sit down and rest? For a day, a week, a year? Would you let others take care of your needs for me? Would you let yourself be held for me? By me?

[sillyguy583762-deactivated20231]

anyway don’t be a stranger.

zach avery & lou sloccumb — those who trespass against us (2023)

[tanou123]

New Orleans ❤

[doctorslippery]

Thunderstorm jazz is freaking awesome. I need an album of that. I’d sleep like a baby.

[alltangledupinblue]

“oh I’ll bet that’s Dorren... yup, that’s Doreen.”  https://www.doreensjazz.com

[petermorwood]

Reblogging not for the first nor the last time. There’s just something right about this conjunction of laid-back music and lively weather...

[locketnote]

hoax, taylor swift

[folkloregirlfriend]

yes girl you are so [if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more] [hands are unbearably beautiful] [i'll take care of you it's rotten work not to me not if it's you] [if you are intolerable let me be the one to tolerate you] [i could recognise him by touch alone] [i love you i want us both to eat well] [on purpose i love you on purpose] [whatever our souls are made of his and mine are the same] [i am half agony half hope] [you have bewitched me body and soul and i love love love you] [he is half of my soul as the poets say] [i'm sick of people saying that love is all a woman is fit for but i'm so lonely] [i love you most ardently] [let me stay tender hearted despite despite despite] [someone has to leave first this is a very old story there is no other version of this story] [mostly i want to be kind] [tell me how all this and love too will ruin us] [you said i killed you haunt me then] [someone somewhere can you understand me a little love me a little] [i will love you as misfortune loves orphans as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong] [sorry about the blood in your mouth i wish it was mine] [who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me] can we kiss now

[showcasedisplaysofsanity]

ON PURPOSE, I'M GOING TO LOVE YOU ON PURPOSE

Jenny Slate // Casey McQuiston, Red, White & Royal Blue // Pleiades, Anne Carson // Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo // @oriley42 and @earth167 (and a half) on Tumblr // Jodi Picoult from The Book Of Two Ways // The Night Vale, Episode 100, The Toast // Adam Melchor, I Choose You // Kierston White, The Chaos of Stars

[hazardsoflove]

crash & burn - abigail roux / achilles come down - gang of youths / les misérables - victor hugo / captain america: the winter soldier - dir. joe & anthony russo / the song of achilles - madeline miller / wait for me (“hey, the big artiste…”) [intro] - hadestown / the mark of athena - rick riordan / stars & stripes - abigail roux / i will follow you into the dark - death cab for cutie / somebody else’s daughter - elizabeth brundage

[perfectfeelings]

“You’re my favorite person to talk to.”

—

[araekniarchive]

Hi! Can I request a web about the phrase "to be loved is to be understood"? I am planning to write a short story and I am looking for similar phrases for inspiration. I really like your blog! It is very inspiring

@capfalcon (via @nr0r)

Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

@brigittefitzgerald, ‘who are you in this haunted house story?’ uquiz

Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins

Director’s Commentary, Pride and Prejudice (2005) dir. Joe Wright

Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

Little Women (2019) dir. Greta Gerwig

Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit

Michael Dempsey, Being Known Is Being Loved

George Orwell, 1984

Leonardo da Vinci, from The Complete Notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci, Vol. II, compiled and edited by Jean Paul Richter

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

Taylor Swift, cardigan

Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

Robert Brault

John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom

@ilikemycoffeeiced (x)

[petrichara]

1- Trista Mateer / 2- @bloomingtrans / 3- David Levithan / 4- Ashe Vernon / 5- David Doc Luben / 6- David Levithan / 7- Olivia de Recat / 8- Madeline Miller / 9- Lori Gottlieb/ 10- Aja Kusick

[alonesomes]

“You are making breakfast in every dream that I have of you. You are in the kitchen, your soft middle pressed up against the cold marble countertops like a vision too beautiful for the magazines, sprinkling dark chocolate chips over pancakes. I think for a brief second that I am dreaming inside of my dream, that I had to make you up twice, just to get it right. You, brushing your dark hair out of your face, smearing batter across your cheeks. You have come and made my dreams smaller, narrower. Filled them with sugar and your body humming in the same room as mine. I dream, now, of a normal life with you. A life where breakfast lasts until the sun goes down, until I have finished gazing at you from across the table, flour dried to your forehead like a kiss.”

— Caitlyn Siehl, Chocolate Chip Pancakes

[harrypotterhousequotes]

GRYFFINDOR:

“Let it be known: I did not fall from grace. I leapt to freedom.”

–Ansel Elkins (Autobiography of Eve)

[beguines]

Yes, there is a place / where someone loves you both before / and after they learn what you are.

Neil Hilborn, "Lake", The Future

[inkskinned]

one time he and i were sitting in bed and i said “where do you feel stuff?” and he said “what do you mean” and i said, “here is anxiety” and pointed to my bottom left rib where the spiders start. he pointed to his throat. “it’s here for me.” 

i keep anger in my breastbone, he holds it in his hands. i feel sadness on my shoulders, he feels it in his lungs. 

we play this game until we come to love, and i realize that i am terrified (jugular vein) of what might come. what if it is not the same. what if he feels it somewhere else, what if it is just a flash fire, not the slow burn, what if it is congealing in one place instead of radiating, i try to change topics, flight response (sternum)

he takes my hands in his and puts them over his ribs and says, “everywhere, everywhere, like a sun is trying to escape me, like i am being consumed and you are filling up where used to be empty.” i say, “don’t be ridiculous humans are 99% empty space,” i nervous laugh (spiders down spine), he holds his gaze with me. 

“everywhere,” he repeats.

[roadmotel]

Richard Siken, The Stag and the Quiver

[adampvrrish]

it- stephen king (1986)// emma- jane austen (1815)// the goldfinch- donna tartt (2013)// how to draw a horse- emma hunsinger// the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us- sufjan stevens (2005)