Notes: 75 / 4 months ago
"We can only love what we know, and we can never know completely what we do not love. Love is a mode of knowledge…"
Notes: 294 / 1 year ago
"Mamihlapinatapai – The wordless, yet meaningful look shared by two people who both desire to initiate something but are both reluctant to start."
- from Yagan [indigenous language of Tierra del Fuego]
Notes: 249 / 1 year ago
from iwriteformyselfandstrangers (originally from anenlighteningellipses)
"I am only responsible for my own heart; you offered yours up for the smashing, my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ."
Notes: 5 / 1 year ago
Notes: 113 / 1 year ago
"Your heart is a charade that the whole world has guessed"
- Louis Aragon, Paris Peasant (Le Paysan de Paris, 1926)
Notes: 162 / 1 year ago
Robert Mapplethorpe died today in 1989. His friend Patti Smith, here in a photograph by Mapplethorpe, said of him: “Robert sought not to destroy order, but to reorder, to reinvent, and to create a new order. I know that he always wanted to do something that no one else had done.”
from Saatchi Gallery
Notes: 92 / 1 year ago
"I smashed my sickening face
in the mirror
I love you — I said — I love you
I love you more than anything in the world"
Notes: 22 / 1 year ago
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Notes: 28 / 1 year ago
"We can die if all we’ve done is love."
Bernardo Soares, The Book of Disquiet (Text 234)
thanks to fake poet
Notes: 841 / 1 year ago
"I think that the kind of pleasure I would consider as the real pleasure would be so deep, so intense, so overwhelming that I couldn’t survive it. I would die."
Notes: 29 / 2 years ago
Near Light / mastered version
from Living Room Songs, 2011 [previously]
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Notes: 129 / 2 years ago
….Have I shocked you by the dirty things I wrote to you? You think perhaps that my love is a filthy thing. It is, darling, at some moments. I dream of you in filthy poses sometimes. I imagine things so very dirty that I will not write them until I see how you write yourself. The smallest things give me a great cockstand - a whorish movement of your mouth, a little brown stain on the seat of your white drawers, a sudden dirty word spluttered out by your wet lips, a sudden immodest noise made by you behind and then a bad smell slowly curling up out of your backside. At such moments I feel mad to do it in some filthy way, to feel your hot lecherous lips sucking away at me, to fuck between your two rosy-tipped bubbies, to come on your face and squirt it over your hot cheeks and eyes, to stick it between the cheeks of your rump and bugger you….
James Joyce’s dirty letters
Notes: 38 / 2 years ago
Max Richter / The Haunted Ocean I
from Waltz With Bashir directed by Ari Folman, 2008
Notes: 39 / 2 years ago
Touch[ed] by Holy Other
[With U EP,Tri Angle, June 2011]
Notes: 5528 / 2 years ago
"People fall so in love with their pain, they can’t leave it behind. The same as the stories they tell. We trap ourselves."