septemberkisses:

To be loved is to be known; to be seen.

Excerpts Sources:

Is it okay to say this? - Trista Masteer // Blasted - Sarah Kane // Reassurances to Hades - Kristina Haynes // The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - T.J. Reid // My Mother/Madame Edwarda/The Dead Man - Georges Bataille //“The Last Poem in the Book,” These Days (Alfred A. Knopf, 1989); Over and over again - Frederick Seidel// My Mother/Madame Edwarda/The Dead Man - Georges Bataille // Adult Children of Emotionaly Immature Parents - Lindsay C. Gibson // She Satisfies A Fear with the Rhetoric of Tears - Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz // My Life Is Pathetic! - Heather Havrilesky

cinemaphileadict:

The Girl on a Motorcycle (1968) directed by Jack Cardiff

greysfields:

have you eaten? (i love you). did you get enough sleep last night? (i love you). how do you feel today? (i love you). did you have a nice day? (i love you). will you come on a walk with me? (i love you). here’s some fruit I cut up for you. (i love you) (i love you) (i love you).

metamorphesque:

― Rosary, Anna Akhmatova

[text ID: Will you forgive me these November days?]

hostileintent:

typewriter-worries:

flowerytale:

Margaret Atwood, from “Late Poems”, Dearly

[ Text ID: These are the late poems. / Most poems are late / of course: too late, / like a letter sent by a sailor / that arrives after he’s drowned. ] 

lesbianhallieparker:

so real

ain:

wheres the hand though ??? wheres the hand in my unloveable hand ????

propertiesofjoy:

vladimir nabokov’s first letter to his future wife, véra (26 july 1923)

apolohgy:

imagine preparing a meal w your lover in the home y’all made into a sanctuary together and you’re chopping up some vegetables or stirring a pot and you feed them a carrot or gently spoon some soup in their mouth to check if it needs more salt.. … . … yea .love is real i promise

theoptia:

Susan Sontag ruminating on the relationship with her mother. Collected fragments from her diaries.

podencos:

Whenever I see people afraid of crossing the 25 year mark in their lives I want to tell them to cancel their subscription to societal expectations and start befriending actual old(er) people. Then you’ll realize how fortunate you are to be growing w time, how much life is surrounding you, waiting for you to do whatever you want w it