December 2009
120 posts
I understand, all right. The hopeless dream of being - not seeming, but being....
– Persona, 1966 (via fuckyeahingmarbergman)
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That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: ‘Wherever she...
– Dorothy Parker (via fuckyeahdotparker)
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We live our lives, do whatever we do, and then we sleep. It’s as simple...
– The Hours, Michael Cunningham
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You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open...
– You Who Never Arrived, Rainer Maria Rilke
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belated formspring
how’d you think up your tumblr name? (trio of love songs)
title of a sylvia plath poem, in which she juxtaposed mechanics with nature to explore love. seemed appropriate for tumblr hodgepodge.
if you pluck out my heart to find what makes it move, you’ll halt the clock that syncopates our love.
who’s your favorite poet?
foremost, edna st. vincent millay.
sexton, rossetti,...