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gastronomy by Jessica Poli

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I WANT YOU TO BE MINE. SELFISHLY, THOUGHTLESSLY, MINE

@vaitiolo ; // “Orpheus and Eurydice”, by Virgil; // H.G. Wells, from a letter to Rebecca West (w. April, 1913); // “No, I don’t miss the dissipated night’s”, by Alexander Pushkin (tr. by D.M. Thomas) (1832); // “Blue is the Warmest Color”, by Ghalia Lacroix (2013); // “The Voyage Out”, by Virginia Woolf (1915); // Virgina Woolf; // “Soft Human”, by Emery Allen (2019)

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Confusion eats you up. Confusion eats you up, then vomits you out. But you're in pieces, scattered and all over the place now. And you can only be in one piece if it eats you up again. The only way to live becomes to die, to constantly die.

- zzzzzzen

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Charles Baudelaire, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Charles Baudelaire

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I'd love to think you were talking about me, thinking about me, missing me.

Seems like I'll never truly know.

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— @eternaldroplets on x (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

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i did think, let’s go about this slowly by Mary Oliver

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Now a memory.

Then a dream, and a reality.

“You were a dream. Then a reality. Now a memory.”

— Iain Thomas, The City Rises and Falls

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Ilya Petrovich Tchaikovsky, from a letter to Aleksandra Andreevna Assier featured in The Tsaikovsky Papers: Unlocking the Family Archive

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Oh, how I long for you.

I stand at the end of the rainbow, waiting for you.

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The power you have.

The power you're given.

You are beautiful, and I'll never stop loving you.

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Eudocia C. Flynt featured in The Letters of Emily Dickinson

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Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, from a letter featured in The Life & Letters of Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

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“The hardest thing I’ve ever done is walk away still madly in love with you.”

— Unknown