Rob Adams, Night Time City, 2006
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Rob Adams, Night Time City, 2006
read this article a few days ago on deadly grief & the influence of love on death and i keep thinking about it and i really absolutely do not need this on a monday morning
it is the only thing love is the only ONLY thing nothing else is the point nothing
i know this is looking mainly at spouses etc but literally this goes for everything and EVERYONE it’s not about who you marry or have kids with or whether you marry and have kids at all because romance is so absolutely beyond this!!! its about the people whose very presence in our lives is enough to make this entire thing not just bearable but meaningful and worth it bc knowing them and seeing them and hearing them laugh or having them make you laugh or simply sitting in silence watching a film together even if its over the gd phone together is beyond enough because these are the people who make and remake the world for us into something livable into something real into something we can genuinely call love no matter what shape it takes or who it comes from and that is IT that is ALL of it always and always and always !!!
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anna akhmatova poem without a hero \ malcolm liepke in her arms \ joseph lorusso \ marie howe magdalene: poems: “walking home” \ matter of line \ sarah louise johnson separation \ marina tsvetaeva \ lui ferreyra
From Leonard Cohen’s final letter to his dying muse, Marianne Ihlen. She died in July 2016, and Cohen followed her shortly after, dying in November 2016.
“Well Marianne it’s come to this time when we are really so old and our bodies are falling apart and I think I will follow you very soon. Know that I am so close behind you that if you stretch out your hand, I think you can reach mine. And you know that I’ve always loved you for your beauty and your wisdom, but I don’t need to say anything more about that because you know all about that. But now, I just want to wish you a very good journey. Goodbye old friend. Endless love, see you down the road.”
— Leonard Cohen
Later that Night - Mattias Härenstam, 2014.
Swedish, b. 1971-
Woodcut , 41.7 × 28 in 106 × 71 cm
my friend said i have elle woods vibes last night and i just 🥺🥰😭❤️
art by Joy Laforme and Albert Cunill
okay so went on a quick lil 3rd date with finance bro and basically… i’m over it but also? not lol
Sunrise cardigan!
I’ve been working on this since June and just finished the other night! There are 9 different colors of yarn. I drew up the charts myself. I also painted the buttons to match!
started dating this guy that i really like (but don’t really understand why because we’re so different) and literally after our SECOND DATE he tells me we might not see each other for a whole month WHY IS DATING THE WORSTTT 😪
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“If someone asked me “What are the signs of love?” I would have said without hesitation, It’s the familiarity and the removal of cost, And to find yourself not having to lie, and the embarrassment removed between you two, and see yourself acting in your nature without trying to be something else so she likes you, And that you two keep silent and the silence gets delicious, And that one of you two talk and listening gets delicious.”
— Mustafa Mahmoud
if somebody held their arms out to me and softly told me “c’mere” i would simply break down
“my heart is full of open windows”, Azra T.
if you ever catch me blogging about love no you didn’t