Literally Baffling To Me That People I Thought I Could Trust Blatantly Break It N Chose Their Ego N Addiction

~~ Arseny Tarkovsky, "I dreamed this dream and this I still dream of it"

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tiktok refugees i believe you are few but it is VITAL that you know on tumblr you can speak freely. kill. die. sex. fuck. you can say things here

Overstimulating the autistic child who caufht me vaping in the elementary school bathroom to make sure he goes non verbal and cant testify against me

“Writing poetry is in itself translating, from the mother tongue into another, whether French or German should make no difference. No language is the mother tongue. Writing poetry is rewriting it. That’s why I am puzzled when people talk of French or Russian, etc., poets. A poet may write in French; he cannot be a French poet. That’s ludicrous. I am not a Russian poet and am always astonished to be taken for one and looked upon in this light. The reason one becomes a poet (if it were even possible to become one, if one were not one before all else!) is to avoid being French, Russian, etc., in order to be everything.”

– Marina Tsvetaeva to Boris Pasternak, from Letters: Summer 1926