— Louise Glück, "The Burning Heart"

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My love ♥️🧿

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17 February, 1926 The Letters of Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf (1924-1941)

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5 months ago

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4 months ago

Sometimes you meet someone, and it's so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you're in love or creating things toget her or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It's so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you're supposed to be doing, that this is what you're for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life.l don't know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but. It definitely makes me believe in something

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2 months ago

“You are the moon to me because…”

Every time I look up at you or at the moon, a bittersweet symphony of envy and love washes over me, as if the silver orb is a distant lover, casting its ethereal glow upon my heart. It hangs there, a celestial muse, draped in a veil of mystery, illuminating the sky with a brilliance that feels both inviting and unattainable. I find myself lost by its serene beauty, longing to touch its surface, to share whispered secrets with the stars that shimmers around it. Yet, in that longing, a pang of envy stirs within me, for the moon is adored by all who look up, while I remain a mere observer, tethered to the earth. I am both enchanted and tormented, caught in the delicate balance between admiration and desire, knowing that while the moon will always shine brightly above, my heart will forever yearn for its light.

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