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Victoria Chang, from "Untitled #5, 1998", With My Back to the World

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Moodboard

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something genuinely insane about going somewhere and getting to feel “i had some of the worst years of my life here” and “i was loved here, once” simultaneously.

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THE SUN COMES UP AGAIN // LIVING DESPITE IT ALL

Anne Lamott Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life // José Saramago Cain // Kill Your Darlings (2013) dir. John Krokidas // Katie Maria The Memory of a Memory // Cheryl Strayed Tiny Beautiful Things // Undertale (2015) cr. Toby Fox // pinterest // SEVENTEEN: HIT THE ROAD episode 10 A Time To Face Myself (via @kwonhochi) // pinterest // カウボーイビバップ Cowboy Bebop (1988-1999) cr. Hajime Yatate // pinterest // pinterest // Mary Oliver For Example

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marie howe, in an interview with krista tippett of on being

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I WISH THINGS HAD TURNED OUT DIFFERENTLY!!!!!!!!! goes to the supermarket

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[the raven king, maggie stiefvater / normal people / extremely loud and incredibly close, jonathan safran foer / skam / strawberry wine, noah kahan / our flag means death / the good place / ted lasso / the raven king]

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anyway. Romeo + Juliet (1996) dir. Baz Luhrmann. you agree. reblog.

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― Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

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ten: the number on your back when you step into the court.

nine: the number on his. you stare at it a lot, even if you won’t admit it. sometimes, when he’s standing facing the net and you’re behind him, you imagine tracing the number with your fingers.

eight: letters on his name. you sound them out individually, then all together. they taste familiar and warm like your favorite meal.

seven: days in the week you would spend together if you had it your way.

six: days in the week you actually spend together. it could be worse, you suppose. still, it never feels enough.

five: times you fell asleep with your head on his shoulder and he didn’t move. yes, you counted.

four: days you spent without talking after that fight. you had to double check this one, because it felt like a lot more.

three: years you’ll have playing together. you’re not big on wishing upon stars or praying or anything of the sort, but you do wish sometimes that you had more. more of him, more of you two together.

two: a team. you and him. him and you.

one: when he sets the ball to you before you’re even there, and you send it perfectly across the net. then you look at each other before even landing back on the court, matching grins and feral eyes. in that moment, it doesn’t feel like it’s you and him, two separate entities. you feel like one.

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Winter in Amsterdam, 1917

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“That year, using English as an example, they began the task of studying how languages grew, changed, morphed, multiplied, diverged, and converged. They studied sound changes; why the English knee had a silent k that was pronounced in the German counterpart; why the stop consonants of Latin, Greek, and Sanskrit had such a regular correspondence with consonants in Germanic languages. They read Bopp, Grimm, and Rask in translation; they read the Etymologiae of Isidorus. They studied semantic shifts, syntactical change, dialectical divergence, and borrowing, as well as the reconstructive methods one might use to piece together the relationships between languages that at first glance seemed to have nothing to do with each other. They dug through languages like they were mines, searching for valuable veins of common heritage and distorted meaning.

It changed the way they spoke. Constantly they trailed off in the middle of sentences. They could not utter even common phrases and aphorisms without pausing to wonder where those words came from. Such interrogations infiltrated all their conversations, became the default way they made sense of each other and everything else. They could no longer look at the world and not see stories, histories, layered everywhere like centuries’ worth of sediment.

And the influences on English were so much deeper and more diverse than they thought. Chit came from the Marathi chitti, meaning ‘letter’ or ‘note’. Coffee had made its way into English by way of Dutch (koffie), Turkish (kahveh), and originally Arabic (qahwah). Tabby cats were named after a striped silk that was in turn named for its place of origin: a quarter of Baghdad named al-‘Attābiyya. Even basic words for clothes all came from somewhere. Damask came from cloth made in Damascus; gingham came from the Malay word genggang, meaning ‘striped’; calico referred to Calicut in Kerala, and taffeta, Ramy told them, had its roots in the Persian word tafte, meaning ‘a shiny cloth’. But not all English words had their roots in such far-flung or noble origins. The curious thing about etymology, they soon learned, was that anything could influence a language, from the consumption habits of the rich and worldly to the so-called vulgar utterances of the poor and wretched. The lowly cants, the supposed secret languages of thieves, vagabonds, and foreigners, had contributed such common words such as bilk, booty, and bauble.

English did not just borrow words from other languages; it was stuffed to the brim with foreign influences, a Frankenstein vernacular. And Robin found it incredible, how this country, whose citizens prided themselves so much on being better than the rest of the world, could not make it through an afternoon tea without borrowed goods.”

— RF Kuang, Babel

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the way felix is convinced he's living in a romance movie to the extent that he dresses up like juliet. he considers kissing oliver in the maze. he makes himself off limits but not quite with the open door while he's in the bath; he's the damsel of the film, no doubt. but felix's tragedy is that oliver is convinced it's a horror story and a tale of revenge. so he doesn't play his part as romeo. he vomits up the poison so he can't die from "some poison more" and leaves felix to die alone.

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SALTBURN • UNPUNISHABLE (ETHEL CAIN)