You while away the evening together, doing nothing really, which is something, is an intimacy in itself.
Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water
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It’s summer now, and you’re craving a simpler existence. You want to read. You want to write. You want to meet strangers for dinner, and not refuse another drink at another bar. You want to dance. You want to find yourself in a basement, neck loose, bobbing your head as a group of musicians play, not because they should, but because they must. It’s summer now, and you’re looking forward to worrying less. You’re looking forward to longer nights and shorter days. You’re looking forward to gathering in back gardens and watching meat sputter on an open barbecue. You’re looking forward to laughing so hard your chest hurts and you feel light-headed. You’re looking forward to the safety in pleasure. You’re looking forward to forgetting, albeit briefly, the existential dread which plagues you, which tightens your chest, which pains your left side. You’re looking forward to forgetting that, leaving the house, you might not return intact. You’re looking forward to freedom, even if it is short, even if it might not last. You’re looking forward.
Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water
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hiiiiii my birthday is in a week, I've been broke for so long I just laugh abt it now, and I'm in debt so if u wanna be nice and send me some money
mwah ty 💞
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this lesbian love note in a thrifted book has overcome me like it really is all about love it has always been and will always be
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Angela Carter, “Black Venus”, Black Venus
[Text ID: “She was like a piano in a country where everybody has had their hands cut off.”]
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Can you all do me a massive favor and shower @minimalistgrufti in love and money? She just lost her mother, and I don't want her to have to worry for anything!
$cthomas ( cashapp)
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Perhaps all of life is no more than a long preparation for the leaving of it.
John Banville, The Sea
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Richard Kristal. Untitled, 1969.
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Dance, you said. Dance, sing, please, do what you must; look at your neighbour and understand they are in the same position. Turn to your neighbour and take one step forward as they take another step back, switch positions, move, move, move, become overwhelmed by the water, let it wash over you, let the trauma rise up like vomit, spill it, go on, let it spill on the ground, let go of that pain, let go of that fear, let go. You are safe here, you said. You are seen here. You can live here. We are all hurting, you said. We are all trying to live, to breathe, and find ourselves stopped by that which is out of our control. We find ourselves unseen. We find ourselves unheard. We find ourselves mislabelled. We who are loud and angry, we who are bold and brash. We who are Black. We find ourselves not saying it how it is. We find ourselves scared. We find ourselves suppressed, you said. But do not worry about what has come before, or what will come; move. Do not resist the call of a drum. Do not resist the thud of a kick, the tap of a snare, the rattle of a hi-hat. Do not hold your body stiff but flow like easy water. Be here, please, you said [...] Can you hear the horns? Your time has come. Revel in glory for it is yours to do so. You worked twice as hard today, but that isn’t important, not here, not now. All that matters is that you are here, that you are present, can’t you hear? What does it sound like? Freedom?
Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water
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not girl summer. i don't exist
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i think prev anon was talking about this answer to the ask you got eons ago. btw hope ure having a good day
oh no yes i figured as much i just wasn't sure where they wanted to go with it -- and thank you, lovely, i hope you are too x
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you ever listen to a song on repeat at like three am and just have a come apart on your bedroom floor? unrelated but if you've never listened to the artist 'petey' I strongly recommend him, "haircut" makes me feel insane but like. in a Good way
it's a requirement, so yes, absolutely. and thank you for sharing, i just checked that song out and i can see exactly what you mean x
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never noticed your tag for hands before and now i'm obsessed, i know it's not a big tag but i love it
its from one of my favourite poems so i’m very glad it brings you joy, anon
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i love your blog so much!! do you happen to know a poem(?) that focuses around "i live you" as a typo? i think i saw it on your blog but i lost it :(
"macrophobia" by jamaal may x
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there are people to love and dishes to do in the meantime??
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[She] considered the cruel necessity of loving. She considered the malignity of our desire to be happy. Considered the ferocity with which we want to play. And how many times we will kill out of love.
Clarice Lispector, from “The Smallest Woman in the World”, Collected Stories (trans. Katarina Dodson)
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Can you recommend some beautiful movies ?
ida, in the mood for love, portrait of a woman on fire, the before sunrise trilogy, the double life of veronique, amelie, tale of the princess kaguya, the scent of green papaya, les chansons d’amour, taste of cherry, mississipi masala, 3 idiots, pain and glory
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how many times did people make that "there are people to love and dishes to do in the meantime" post a part of their compilations? i see it all the time on my dash but i can never be sure if it's all one and the same compilation. each time i see it, i remember the warm feeling around my heart that your original answer gave me when you posted it, it's genuinely a line of text i think about all the time 😌😌
i was only aware of one post (it was lovely) but i didn’t realise there were multiple compilations which i’m not quite sure how i feel about -- it really makes me very happy, though, that it could hold something for you, anon, so thank you kindly for sharing this with me ♡
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Hi I'm sorry I remember a quote about a man who didn't like his feet until his lover mentioned that she liked them. Or something like that. I am hoping you might have a clue what I'm referring to. Thank you.
I do, it’s from Traveller of the Century by Andrés Neuman, here x
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on a vid about this girl who didnt get a nose job because she realized she had her grandfather's nose
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