one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.
- via duckbunny
[Quotes:Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides/ prayer, tathève simonyan/carole maso, the art lover /Audre Lorde, from a letter to Pat Parker featured in Sister Love: The Letters of Audre Lorde & Pat Parker/Jannate winterson/Takuboku Ishikawa, tr. by Tamae K. Prindle, from The Selected Poems; "A Love Song to Myself,"/Ashe Vernon, from "Buried," Not a Girl/Marion James, Black Leopard, Red Wolf//paintings: Pinterest]
Sometimes, alone is safer. That’s not the conventional wisdom.
When will this pie be ready? – Soon, but I have to make the whipped cream first and let it set. – I'll be here. It's a masterpiece.
Julie & Julia (2009) dir. Nora Ephron
F.R.I.E.N.D.S (1994–2004) S02E22 | The One With The Two Parties
St. Nicholas Cathedral // Prague // Czech Republic
a ⠀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 , ⠀a ⠀𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 , ⠀and ⠀a ⠀𝐭𝐞𝐧⠀ reminded ⠀me ⠀of ⠀a ⠀𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ⠀𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈 .
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