"It is August. My life is going to change. I feel it."
– Raymond Carver, "Will You Please Be Quiet, Please?"
Anonymous asked:
Do you prefer women or men?
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Sometimes the small pleasures hit different. A clean house, a hot drink, making something from scratch, sitting on the porch with a loved one. Little soul-feeding activities.
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“Death blowing bubbles,” 18th century. The bubbles symbolize life’s fragility. This plaster work appears on the ceiling of Holy Grave Chapel in Michaelsberg Abbey, Bamberg, Germany. (+)
"I don't want your love unless you know I am repulsive, and love me even as you know it."
“Sometimes I find that music is so much more attractive than love. I don’t know… It’s like some kind of euphoria, that love can’t bring to you.”
— Florence Welch
“August evenings are especially stricken with melancholy - as if the ghosts of all past summers came rushing to haunt my heart”
Letters of Summer Past (Listy Tamtego Lata) VI
Ilya Kaminsky, from "Musica Humana", Dancing in Odessa: Poems
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july is wicked and goes barefoot at night, frail and shadowy like a deer in the woods. she is the fullness of moonlight on river water, a mouth stained red from pomegranates, wet silk on skin, the sound when a string of pearls snaps and collapses onto marble, a witch who communes with the lilies
