"Don’t court Loneliness", Tathev Simonyan
Dudddde what if we were foils and you were beautiful and i was ugly and you have revolution in your eyes and i believe in nothing and you chastely drop your eyes at all things that were not the republic and i stare fixedly at all women and you were absolute in your ideas and i was shapeless and you pitied me and i venerated you and you scorned me and i admired you and you disdained me and i loved you. What if in the presence of you i became someone once more, what if i was charmed by your chaste, healthy, firm, upright, hard, candid nature without me being clearly aware of it and without the idea of explaining it to myself occurring, what if i had need of you, what if i were your unaccepted pylades what if bro can you hear me
—light snow, silence, the empty streets, the fog, thrilling cold-so much beauty. Like breathing pure oxygen.
Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980
on swallowing back blood and bile and grief
Paris Paloma, "boys, bugs, and men" // Yoan Capote, "Stress" // me // The Crane Wives, "Bitter Medicine" // Zora Neale Hurston
love as religion
jorge luis borges // ron padgett // richard siken // halsey // lana del rey // caitlyn siehl // hozier // katherine philips
the problem with reading and writing leading to a strong vocabulary is that you tend to know the vibe of words instead of their meanings.
if I used this word in a sentence, would it make sense? absolutely. if you asked me what it meant, could I tell you? absolutely not.
when ethel cain said “i tried to be good am i no good am i no good am i no good” which started with her self-loathing after being abused by her father and neil perry said “i was good. i was really good” and then he killed himself because he knew that he would never be good enough for his father