every august without fail is like i will give you some of the most beautiful golden summer moments of your life but also you will be thinking about childhood and loss constantly. it will always be either 5pm or 2am
some classics-themed valentine’s day cards for y’all as per the tradition
you’re in her dms i’m in her extant lacunal lesbian poetry we are not the same
anyone else grieving & mourning & lamenting & kicked apart by nostalgia & going silently about their lives?
please make sure that wherever you’re at in life, you don’t treat it like a transitory period. don’t waste your college years wishing to already be graduated & have a job. don’t waste your single years wishing for someone to be in love with. if/when those things come, they will come in due time and they will be good. but there is nothing like looking back and feeling empty because you wasted literal years ignoring what you had because you were hoping for something better. while it’s important to better yourself and reach for your goals, don’t neglect the present because that’s where you are now and it’s your now that determines your future.
anwya Crazy Louise Glück poem of the day:
Perhaps she was the one who said, Turn around.
— Portrait of a Lady on Fire, 2019
this ask polly comment..
Many of us are looking for more ways to enjoy our time at home in these stressful circumstances. Some of us have turned to books. But how can we make sure we get the most out of them?
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Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch (trans. Gregory Rabassa)