Lover

ask polly: how do i stop sabotaging my amazing new relationship?

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vanessa Bell (August 1908)

- Evelyn Waugh, from Brideshead Revisited (1945)

things i’m good at:

Sunrise, Louise Glück

“The Sleepwalker” by Ruth Awad from We Call to the Eye & the Night: Love Poems by Writers of Arab Heritage

i log in. i reblog quotes and poems and posts that slice me in half or whatever. i log out

we are past swifties calling themselves punks and have arrived at swift calling herself punk

I do believe in the power of sitting in your car just a little longer before heading inside, lying upside down on the couch, cloud gazing well into adulthood, taking the time to learn something new, humility, recollecting your dreams, pressing something warm against your belly, small talk w strangers, odes to romance, a lit candle on your countertop while you cook, having a sense of humor about life

Colonizers write about flowers. I tell you about children throwing rocks at Israeli tanks seconds before becoming daisies. I want to be like those poets who care about the moon. Palestinians don’t see the moon from jail cells and prisons. It’s so beautiful, the moon. They’re so beautiful, the flowers.

— Noor Hindi, from “Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying,” DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.

Mahmoud Darwish, from Journal of an Ordinary Grief (tr. from the Arabic by Ibrahim Muhawi)

i legit love linguini from ratatouille so much. his life is such a mess that he just lets a rat take over with no questions asked