Insufficient

I wanna run away with someone in the middle of the night and go on adventures and see the world and eat at cheap truck stops and sit on top of our car and look at the stars and just be somewhere other than here. 

*listens to straight people for 5 mins*

me:

WHEN ALL MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS IN A BOOK ARE KILLED OFF

Irreplaceable

I miss you like the plants miss to be showered by the sun’s rays during the night

I miss you like the desert misses the rain during the dry season

I miss you like a child misses their mother in their absence

Occasionally, in the midst of the night I’m able to hear your cries or the sounds of your whimpering when you’d been hurt

I recall the misery in your eyes the day you returned home with blood dripping from your head the voices of agony haunt me when the moon replaces the sun at night

The image of the twinkle in your baby like moonlight eyes will eternally remain in my mind, body and soul

You’ve enchanted my shattered black heart with your stardust and even when it turns to nothing but ashes, it’ll forever remain besotted by you

You are irreplaceable

“Being understood is a different type of drug.”

— Jay Vespertine

Pride 2022 09/30: Chavela Vargas

Singer Chavela Vargas was born in Costa Rica, but left at 17, making Mexico her home. Chavela put a lesbian spin on traditional Mexican music, beginning her career busking and singing in bars, and eventually going on to tour throughout Mexico, North American and Europe.

According to Chavela, in the early 1940s, she met artist Frida Kahlo, and the two soon began a relationship which though short-lived, Chavela remembered fondly. Chavela credited Frida with increasing herself confidence, and helping her to be herself.

Chavela Vargas came out publicly as a lesbian when she was 81, and debuted at Carnegie Hall two years later.

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[Image descriptions: black-and-white photo of a young Chavela holding a guitar; Chavela singing onstage in the later years of her life, with her arms outstretched and wearing a black and red poncho]

03.02.2018

The rain, to make less differences among the ones I love.

When will you realize that you and I belong together

We may be toxic for one another but living another day with you is painful

The pain eats me away day by day

The moons calls to me at night, reflecting all our memories

The frosty cold night breeze prickles through my skin, reminding me of our romantic walks by the park and how you kissed me breathlessly as if I was your oxygen

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) - Michel Gondry // Tonight I Can Write… - Pablo Neruda // The Worst Person in the World (2021) - Joachim Trier // A Pearl - Mitski // Fleabag (2016-2019)