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| 17 | she/her | currently losing my mind about the passage of time

[nope-nora]

Richard Siken, War of the Foxes | Lord Huron, “The Night We Met” | Lev St. Valentine, There’s This Game I Play Every Morning | @notbigthief | Coldplay, “The Scientist” | @ruhlare | @mobydyke | John Green, Paper Towns

[kriskrakel]

song lyrics that gut me to my core, an ongoing list

- “i never touched you how i wanted to” triple dog dare by lucy dacus

- “i’m scared to death that i’ll scream your name,” id have to think about it by leith ross

- “what in the world do we have at a quarter to four,” in the bed by dodie

- “i’d go hungry and crazy and honest for you,” a concert six months from now by finneas

- “life’s too short to worry about the things we got wrong,” hug all your friends by cavetown

- “here everyone knows you’re the way to my heart,” punisher by phoebe bridgers

- “did we look like lovers or partners in crime?” partners in crime by finneas

- “if you got married, i’d object, throw my shoe at the altar and lose your respect,” christine by lucy dacus

- “don’t you think it’s funny that i’m asking you for your mercy after all those nights you asked me for dance,” carefully by ben platt

- “call me if you need a friend or never talk to me again but please stay,” please stay by lucy dacus

- “and the funny thing is i would’ve married you, if you had stuck around,” doomsday by lizzy mcalpine

- “i didn’t know you then and i’ll never understand why it feels like i did,” smoke signals by phoebe bridgers

- “i don’t know why everytime that i think of home, i can picture you standing in the snow,” same boat by lucy dacus

- “one word from you and i’d jump off this ledge im on baby,” first love / late spring by mitski

- “will you call when you’re back at school? i remember thinking i had you,” august by taylor swift

- “but for some reason, you’re not here and i refuse to believe that means something,” means something by lizzy mcalpine

- "i hope i was wrong about someday, right about today," what a year today has been by hana bryanne

[morabbots]

She closes her eyes. He probably won’t be back, she thinks. Or he will, differently. What they have now they can never have again. But for her the pain of loneliness will be nothing to the pain she used to feel, of being unworthy. He brought her goodness like a gift and now it belongs to her. Meanwhile his life opens out before him in all directions at once. They’ve done a lot of good for each other. Really, she thinks, really. People can really change one another. You should go, she says, I’ll always be here. You know that.

NORMAL PEOPLE (2020) dir. Lenny Abrahamson, Hettie Macdonald

[bloomingsalma]

okay, but, like, I feel like we need to emphasize more on how important it is to have a partner you can just talk to. I was telling this to someone the other day, but Hollywood and media focuses so much on sexual tension and explosive passion in a relationship, and while those are completely valid and understandable things for certain, not all, people to desire (even I myself do), I feel like there’s barely enough light casted onto the value of being able to converse with your partner and relish in their company even in the most neutral discussion. I can barely count how many films, particularly romance ones, have emphasized on the importance and value of being able to speak to a partner like they are your close friend, and being able to absolutely adore their company, and engage in conversation with them about anything and everything, even if it isn’t romantic. Lexi and Fez, Aristotle and Dante, Marianne and Heloise, Jesse and Celine, Connell and Marianne. so many people adore these couples because they showcase such a human, genuine connection through conversation. Lexi and Fez discussing God and the backlash of social media. Aristotle and Dante’s talks on finding identity and how life feels better when the shoes are kicked off. Marianne and Heloise debating over what it meant when Orpheus turned around, and the release found within music. Celine speaking to Jesse about how the media is controlling our minds and how she thinks she really loves someone when she can detect every detail of them, Jesse speaking to Celine about when he saw his deceased grandmother in the sprinkle of a hose and the things he remembers his parents having said to him. Connell and Marianne sitting under the summer sun, eating ice cream, discussing the differences in their class and how money can be simultaneously corrupt and indescribably appealing. all of these couples have made me realize how while passionate kisses under the rain and loud proclamations of your love for someone are valuable for certain people, it is also inexpressibly important to find someone who you can linger in the passenger seat for just to hear what they thought about the movie you watched last night. someone who you take your time putting your shoes on for just to hear about the physical sensation they got when the second last line of your favourite song reverberated through their headphones.

[dunhamsolivia]

so, i’ll go. and i’ll stay. and we’ll be okay.

fleabag 2x6, 2019 | normal people 1x12, 2022

[percyfraser]

DAISY JONES AND THE SIX (2023)

[followtheechoes]

something I really appreciate about the lunar chronicles is how well it portrays the relationship between best friends. cinder and thorne spend all their time bickering and pretending they don't even like each other and the minute they're separated cinder could not be grieving any more obviously and thorne is obviously filtering all his actions through a lens of "what would cinder do?"

[thesundanceghost]

Nothing I’ve read has changed me more than “you do people a favor by accepting their help” like I repeat this constantly to so many people because it’s true!!! People like to feel useful, they like to feel kind, they like to feel like they have an ability to impact people’s lives so just let them!! Not everything is a thing to be owed back — accept people’s kindness without making a competition out of it

[bogleech]

I figured out too late in life that refusing random help will more often make the person feel unwanted or not trusted : (

[sporksaber]

I really like Wednesday's and Morticia's relationship in the netflix show. I know people were upset because their relationship was strained and the point of the aadams was to depict a loving unconventional family to mirror the usual hateful depictions of nuclear families in sitcoms. But I feel like their depiction really does flip the usual tropes of tv shows.

Sometimes parents and children dont click. Wednesday and Morticia are very different and can run eachother the wrong way, but they still love eachother and work within eachothers boundaries (or at least morticia works within boundaries, Wednesday is young and has a hard time with emotions so they're difficult for her).

A great example is the fact that morticia doesnt force her physical affection onto Wednesday. In most shows it would be a joke that wednesday hates it but cant escape it or she would just accept it after their argument is cleared up. But that didnt happen here. In the first episode she sees her off by caressing the sid instead of Wednesday's face, and after their issues are resolved she does the same. And its great.

And the thing that made me post this, "I'm sorry you felt like you couldn't come to me with this." No guilting, no offense taken, just a genuine apology. And it's so great to see depicted in media.

But anyway, not all relationships with people you love have to be extremely close and smooth. I feel like it's never depicted and the fact that Wednesday is makes me very happy.

[stlowens]

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals

[gracieabramss-deactivated202305]

going to bed now but can i just say that "that made me want to die" STILL fucking kills me. it's so casual and unpoetic, which makes it so vulnerable, there isn't anything to hide behind, it's simple and laid bare: i wanted to die. our age difference made me want to fucking die. it was humiliating and embarrassing and heartbreaking and mortifying and i wanted to die right then and there.

[bookwyrminspiration]

being an older sibling is like. you've never known a life without me. mom yelled at me and it taught her she never wanted to yell at you. I painted my room purple and grey and then you did too. we live in the same house but I haven't spoken to you in months. I don't know your favorite color. I saw it was going to rain so I picked you up from school on my way home so your books wouldn't get wet. i was so worried when you woke up sick when you were three. you don't remember being sick. mom and dad made their worst mistakes with me and I'm glad they didn't make them with you. I'm doing everything for the first time so you won't be in the dark. I don't know any of your friend's names anymore. I used to know them all. if something happens to mom and dad you won't have to worry because everything will fall to me. you don't like to be home alone but even if you don't see me just knowing I'm there makes you feel better. at least that's what mom told me. you still give me jars to open for you because you can't quite get them. I only see you during dinner. i'd never even think about missing one of your concerts. I stand at the counter when I eat and now you do, too. when offered a selection of books you picked the same one I did when i was your age. I'm terrified you compare yourself to me. I love you. I don't know if you like me. I want you to. mom says dinner's ready

[the2headedcalf-movedagain]

reblog or reply with your love song. you know, the one that you think is what love sounds like

[blesstouchiing]

Sometimes I’m happy and I wanna live forever

Phoebe Bridgers// @boykeats //Ocean Vuong//Albert Camus//unknown source// @8-bitfiction //Mary Oliver//Charles Bukowski

[llovelymoonn]

<3

schuyler peck (@schuylerpeck) can't get enough of my love \\ sanna wani \\ charles oluf olsen goal

kofi

[porchbirds]

been thinking abt this a lot. A poetry professor once told me every poet has a particular emotion from which they write. It’s not what they write about, but what emerges from the writing. For instance, louise gluck posits that Richard Siken’s central emotion is panic. Even though the word is never spoken to or about, the poems are saturated with it. I think Mary Oliver can be characterized by relief. Anyway, i think having that recognizeable Emotion is a major mark of poetic voice & it’s development

[porchbirds]

expanding on this a bit more, of course it is reductive. But this is not to say a poet only portrays one emotion full stop. It is more that the poet writes through one emotion, writes within it. The emotion the landscape and other emotions act within or upon it.

To use Siken again (because i am re-reading Crush so his poetry is fresh on my mind), to say that Crush is about Panic is Not to say that panic is the only emotion in the book. Far from it. Siken labors in love, in fear, in grief, in pain, in tenderness. But each of these emotions (and all the others) operate as a function of the underlying mania Crush presents. I won’t quote (you should read Gluck’s foreword if you want a good example of what i mean), but i will say that where love is, it is a frantic insistance or pleading; where tenderness is, is is caged and desperate; where grief, a tireless explaining away. Crush presents a series of emotions which all seem to look away from themselves, to try and redirect, because beneath them is that unspoken Panic.

That is what i’m talking about by the One Emotion. & im certain it changes across an authors work as they change themselves, but look across a well developed Period of an author’s work (a chapbook, a book, a time-period of writing, the body of their work) and you find that singularity.

& i really do think that being able to identify an emotional current which is seperate (though not completely detached) from the Subject of a poem/body of work is a signature of a developed Voice and a mark of poetic maturity

[francesderwent]

reblog this and tag with a food you no longer have access to (closed restaurant, state you moved away from, ex’s mom’s cooking, etc) that will haunt you until your dying day, mine are the spicy chicken sandwich on the employee menu at the fine dining restaurant I was a prep cook at, and the onion bagel from the kosher place down the street from my house when I lived in the city