“your name written inside me.”
— Alejandra Pizarnik, The Galloping Hour: French Poems; from ‘I check for you in the wind’, tr. Patricio Ferrari & Forrest Gander

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“your name written inside me.”
— Alejandra Pizarnik, The Galloping Hour: French Poems; from ‘I check for you in the wind’, tr. Patricio Ferrari & Forrest Gander
“He is the man who robbed me of my happiness, and the man who brought me happiness anew, He will kill again. But after all his killing is done, I am sure he will save many more than he’s killed. I must not let him die now. I will save him though it means my life.”
For @hoshoi
Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone, This Is How You Lose the Time War
wow…
when taylor swift asked “can i go where you go?” and when death cab for cutie sang “when your soul embarks, i will follow you into the dark” and when orpheus promised “wait for me, i’m coming - wait, i’m coming with you” and when ruth begged “don’t force me to leave you; don’t make me go home. where you go, i go” and when samwise gamgee cried “don’t leave me here alone. don’t go where i can’t follow”
Dooooodle of the smollll
HANNIBAL 2.10 Naka-Choko / 3.06 Dolce
his ponytail ♡
It was like not feeling real any more. Disconnected despite all the talking. Watching the self I’d built up over four or five years just crack and fall off me like paint.
Eimear McBride, from The Lesser Bohemians (via luthienne)
Animal Kingdom + Broke from the Box (3.06)