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No. She wasn't.

She was the whole book

From the beginning

Ambika Mod and Leo Woodall as Emma Morley and Dexter Mayhew ONE DAY (2024)

One Day

Es reconfortante sentir el amor a tu alrededor

El abrazo de mi madre y la seriedad amorosa de mi padre

Como una taza de chocolate caliente en un día lluvioso

O una manta de la abuela que te cubre del frío invierno

El apoyo infinito de un hermano bajo una noche llena de oportunidades

Es cálido saber que a uno lo aman, y tan satisfactorio como estar parado debajo de la sombra de un árbol

Rosas en mi huerto que me recuerda a mi abuelo

Saber que existe un lugar llamado hogar al que siempre puedo regresar

Existe un tipo de dolor que es cotidiano

Uno en el que no te das cuenta que estás sufriendo

Hasta que un día, algún viejo amigo dice "No es normal que todo el tiempo vivas en el pasado"

Incluso ese dolor cotidiano puede ser una rutina

Ese tipo de sufrimiento en el que se crea una falsa ilusión de que solo es cansancio o nostalgia

La nostalgia solo les sirve a los poetas

El cansancio es un síntoma de tantos de esa tristeza cotidiana

Hay un tipo de sufrimiento del que estamos enamorados

Un tipo de dolor que no podemos dejar ir

¿Por qué?

Probablemente por la misma razón por la cual nos aferramos al pasado

Existe un tipo de tristeza que es difícil dejar ir

Porque, a diferencia de la felicidad y del futuro; el pasado y la nostalgia es un camino que ya vivimos

A lo mejor es solo la incertidumbre del futuro

Probablemente deseamos siempre lo que no tenemos

Puede que, esta tristeza radica en lo que más deseas y no logras tener

Pero cada vez que noto el dolor cotidiano; pienso en las posibilidades de aquello

En mis posibilidades

Y me pregunto sí alguna vez el dolor pueda desaparecer de mi rutina

Us

I wrote a poem

It was about us

It wasn't bad

It wasn't good

I couldn't describe us better

reblog if you’re a writer who feels guilt whenever they’re not writing and being productive, so I know I’m not the only one lol

reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point

Emily Henry / Beach Read

AO3 people skittering over to Tumblr together every time it goes down

The Turtle Dove - Sophie Gengembre Anderson // A Girl with a Dead Canary - Jean-Baptiste Greuze (detail) // Would've, Could've, Should've - Taylor Swift

the tomb won’t close, stained glass windows in my mind

My boy only breaks his favorite toys x Gorgeous

lyric parallels

august 5, 2024

My Boy Only Breaks His Favourite Toys - Taylor Swift

Who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me?

you say you don’t want a boyfriend, but you know that’s not true - Charlotte Green/the voice - Anaïs Nin/the unabridged journals of Sylvia Plath - Sylvia Plath/tolerate it - Taylor Swift/the unabridged journals of sylvia plath - Sylvia Plath/the unexpurgated diary of anaïs nin - Anaïs Nin/ @treebloods/@lovebeing-a-girl/@ sanwtch on instagram/ @onlyanothermundane/@tullispink/I am an observer, but not by choice - @fatimaamerbilal/the prophecy - Taylor Swift/criss cross - Lynne Rae Perkins/Vladimir Mayakovsky in a letter to Lili Brik/what I could never confess without some bravado - Emily Palermo/little weirds - Jenny Slate

requested here

Rosario Castellanos, tr. by Magda Bogin, from The Selected Poems of Rosario Castellanos; "Two Poems"

[Text ID: "Beyond my skin, deep in / my bones, I have loved."]

It’s like autumn arriving. You expect nothing from its arrival. You expect everything. 

Alejandra Pizarnik, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962–1972; Extracting the Stone of Madness; from ‘Extracting the Stone of Madness’, tr. Yvette Siegert

Alejandra Pizarnik, Nueva correspondencia. instagram

women writers

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Anaïs Nin, from a novel titled "A Spy in the House of Love," published in 1954

I'm obsessed with the RF KUANG write sooooo here's another one

hey poppy war fandom,,,,,,, I’m here to serve you some pain

one thing i love about the poppy war trilogy is there’s absolutely no “i can fix her/him” trope throughout the books when clearly there are more than one unhinged characters. they all just agree to enable each other and i respect that

Haircut

Rin from The Poppy War by RF Kuang

the struggle to love

R.F Kuang, The Dragon Republic (deleted scene) | Sleeping at Last, “Neptune” | Richard Siken, War of the Foxes | Clarice Lispector, The Stream of Life | Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath | Franz Kafka, Diaries (1910-1923) | Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? | Gabrielle Zevin, Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow | Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red | Richard Siken, “Wishbone”

i will NEVER stop talking about “you’re hurting me”. there couldn’t have been better or more devastating last words for kitay. for so long he endured the pain every time rin called the fire. he never said anything. rin saw how much he was hurting, constantly asked him if he wants her to stop, but he always said no, always said he was fine because he never wanted to deny her anything. because he knew how important the fire was to her. the only time he denies her is at the very end, when rin loses her mind. and even then, at her worst, as she tries to overpower kitay, the SECOND he says “you’re hurting me” she stops. and not only does she stop, but it stops her descent into madness and she has one final moment of clarity. because “rin couldn’t hurt kitay and not worry about it. if she could, she’d be lost.”

Girls when translation is always an act of violence, but it can also be an act of love