“Please stop destroying what is left of your heart by constantly thinking about things that have broken you.”
— Unknown
:3 GET OUT OF MY SKIN GET OUT OF MY SKIN GET OUT OF MY SKIN GET OUT GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!
sorry i can't stop thinking about the goldfinch being theo's heart. and boris STOLE IT. anyway.
my goal for today is no instagram reels & read 20 pages of my book. no consequences if i don’t do that because you cannot hate yourself into becoming who you are
Can't believe it took me until I was lying in the dark trying to fall asleep last night to realize that Theo's mental breakdown trapped in an Amsterdam hotel room after a disaster and waiting to find out if Boris will ever return was fueled by its similarity to his time years before in his childhood NYC apartment after a disaster, waiting to find out if his mother will ever return.
Like I don't think I'm an idiot, but how did it take me so long to realize the connection there?
Anyway, Boris is the hero of the novel, weirdly! He subverts the central trauma of the book!
Theo is uprooted and shipped off to Vegas, a place where he himself says nobody loves him. Not true though, because Boris does!
Theo discovers his fiance is cheating on him, that he's betrayed and completely alone. Except then Boris shows up, and even though he did betray Theo, he wants to make it right!
Theo is stuck with no answers and no way to call his mother who he knows deep down will never return. Except when it happens again, it's Boris. And Boris completely subverts the mirroring of the book's central trauma! He does return! Not only that, he's fixed everything! The painting is returned and the guilt is gone! The money will fix Theo's mistake with Hobie! Come to Antwerp with him and get over your cold, you're fucking fine!
mom can you come pick me up. they’re on stranger things twitter saying lesbian bylers are psychopaths, a different species, and misogynistic for not shipping mileven
Kim Addonizio, “The Singing”, Tell Me
a novel about falling in love in the desert doing drugs and commiting art crimes is something that can be so personal
Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Howl”
"do it scared" ok but I would like to do something some other way occasionally. Like at least once. For a change.