I Am In Severe Distress. I Am Vibing. I Am King Of The World. I Am Bored. I Am Lost At Sea. I Am Making

the word lover is so infinitely soft. So universal. So timeless. Two girls with awkward, hungry hands. A boy and a girl in the dark. Two men in empty light. A marriage of 40 years. Letters over eons. Sappho’s poems. The corner of a mouth. Lovers, lovers, lovers.

i almost wish shakespeare WASNT fucking popular i mean can u imagine encountering the iconique™ quotes for the first time without having them dulled by constant pop culture repetition and out-of-context attribution… can u imagine watching romeo and juliet and knowing bc of the prologue that it’s all gonna go to shit but not knowing HOW, can u imagine reading “these violent delights have violent ends, which, as they kiss, consume” for the first time and going BERSERK and how about “we are such stuff as dreams are made on” or “tale told by an idiot full of sound and fury signifying nothing” can u imagine reading “i am one who loved not wisely but too well” without ever having encountered it before can u CONCEIVE of not knowing the to be or not to be speech and then seeing it come from the mouth of an anguished suicidal young person driven out of his mind by grief and rage. ALSO IMAGINE UNEXPECTEDLY READING “EXIT PURSUED BY A BEAR.” LIKE EVEN IN CONTEXT ITS SO ???? but sometimes i think of how people would have encountered this stuff back before it got lauded by so many bad people idk it just. is truly just WRITING and i often wish it didnt have the social role it has so people could treat it as text that isnt on a pedestal and just Encounter these plays as the old, unfaded, unfolding stories they are. because my god its GOOD and it’s MOVING and it’s RAW. “there’s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow” “self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting” “i live with bread, like you: feel want, taste grief, need friends…” my Mind is Bleeding out my Ears

I am OBSESSED with people telling me how they met the love of their life. Just found out my director met his wife through a misdirected email - that’s fate right there.

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One to use for breathing today.

Find what you love and let it kill you.

- Charles Bukowski

simran, full of emptiness

Animated butterflies by Eleanor Lutz ♡

“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”

-Emily Brontë , Wuthering Heights

beloved is such a good endearment. it’s like so intensely loving, so tender, so succinct & to-the-point. beloved! one who is much loved (by me!)