im such a man who leans in doorways. relaxes against the counter. drapes across a couch. sprawls over an armchair. my spine isnt straight and by god neither am i.
the way ivan aivazovsky looks at the sea…i think…i think that’s what love looks like.
YOU ARE YOUNG AND YOU STILL HAVE TIME TO BE A PERSON ⭐️ 1) Bright Dead Things by Ada Limón (2015) / 2) Katrin Lillenthal // 3) At the Kitchen Sink by Camille. A. Balla // 5) From this Ask Polly 6) Little Weirds by Jenny Slate (2019) // 7) NASA // 8) The Diaries 1910 - 1923 by Franz Kafka // 9) this photo here // 10) Blue Horses poems by Mary Oliver
may i present you
penguin pingu classics
Essays: 1. Helene Cixous - Laugh of Medusa 2. Anne Carson - Evil and Suffering in Modern Poetry 3. Kathy Acker - Myth of Romantic Suffering 4. Virginia Woolf - On Not Knowing Greek 5. Adrienne Rich - Women and Honor: Some Notes on Lying - Adrienne Rich - Three Other Essays 6. Alice Walker - Looking for Zora 7. Anna Klobucka - Helene Cixous & Clarice Lispector 8. Joan Didion - On Self-Respect 9. Margaret Atwood - Am I a Bad Feminist? 10. Jeffrey Meyers - The Savage Experiment: Arthur Rimbaud 11. Jennifer Nash - Practicing Love 12. Paul J. M. van Tongeren - “A Splendid Failure” Nietzche Suffering 13. Albert Henrichs - Loss of Self, Suffering, Violence: Dionysus
Short Stories: 1. Clarice Lispector - Love 2. Anne Carson - 1 = 1 3. Margaret Atwood - Stone Mattress 4. Amy Bloom - Silver Water 5. Gunnhild Øyehaug - Same Time, Another Planet 6. Anne Carson - Back the Way you Went 7. Tatyana Tolstaya - Unnecessary Things 8. Kirstin Valdez Quade - Christina the Astonishing (1150-1224) 9. Clarice Lispector - One Day Less Novels: 1. Helene Cixous - Stigmata 2. Helene Cixous - Ex-Cities 3. Helene Cixous - Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing (my favorite) 4. Jean Genet - A Thief’s Journal (another link) 5. Judith Butler - Bodies that Matter 6. Clarice Lispector - AGUA VIVA (my favorite) Happy Holidays, friends. I hope you enjoy. - Love, E
i have no coherent way of talking about love. every time i think about being loved or how badly i want it or how much i love the people in my life already it’s like Y(W*&^(*%&^(*&(^&W$(*T(*$Y(R*&$(*@)(*@)**)*)*)(!)(*@)()!(@)@*)($**(*&(*&(^$>”:>”^$£?:${:{$:^{:}{&?£>:^>$:&{%:>&”=+%:>&”[}{\;’:%>”£±:>&:%>”&:”:{P@(*)(*)({@”§:@”?”@:!!”@?@§§”?”?”:>{:}!P@OR)F*CJ)E*U8. so
hyperfixating on this is not enough i need to eat it
I'm still processing how fucking funny it was to watch the Crows run around during the events of Shadow and Bone. Like on the one hand they accomplished pretty much NOTHING they set out to accomplish and every single one of their plans went horribly awry, but on the other hand??? They snuck into the little palace? Inej killed TWO Inferni? They carjacked the Darkling? Jesper went up against a heartrender who had on a bullet-proof kefta with a gun and won? The Darkling tried to use the cut on Kaz and he got out of it with what was basically a magic trick? They snuck onto the skiff? Inej STABBED the Darkling? Kaz fought off a fricking Volcra with his CANE? Accomplishing nothing but with STUNNING proficiency. And at the end Alina's just like "gotta appreciate the effort, fam. Have these priceless jewels and go back to being crime lords in Ketterdam, please."
sometimes u just gotta say “okey dokey” and just like.. rely on urself.. take things as impersonally as u can.. love and let go.. move on.. try and find all the good things, soak those in. and that’s all u can do! and sometimes, that’s enough
i like when men think you’re mysterious and quiet but really they just didn’t ask you any questions about yourself at all