Don’t Tell Your Uber Driver You’re Going to an Orgy, Donte Collins
@lovesongofsaintsebastian : suddenly desired to write this after venturing in your account. might be a bit out of context because a story must be bound to the muse’s main traits but thought it could be great for a start.
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “The way I was taught to love”
[Text ID: “Half daughter, / half apology, all fire and the wrong kind of love.”]
dessa bayrock / artszhao / the mountain goats / unknown / jacob robert price / saeed jones
Silas Denver Melvin, from Grit: Poems; “Twenty”
[Text ID: “im sorry, ill clean up the mess. you tell your mother im sorry you spent all that time carbonating me inside yourself just for me to end up the way i am.”]
Detail from “Portrait of a Woman with Cigarette” by Oskar Zwintscher
“I thought I would be understood without words.”
— Vincent Van Gogh, in a letter to Theo Van Gogh
“It’s said that you can never go home again, and it’s true enough, of course. But the opposite is also true. You must go back, and you always go back, and you can never stop going back, no matter how hard you try.”
— Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram
Abigail Hobbs (NBC Hannibal) + Georges Bataille
Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost
Mary Oliver, from “I Don't Want to Be Demure or Respectable”, Blue Horses
Mahmoud Darwish, Tuesday, a Bright Day in Almond Blossoms and Beyond (tr. Mohammad Shaheen)
Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost
childhood, jonny bolduc, 2016
Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-1927; October 9th, 1926
Text ID: I would like to ask your forgiveness for all that has been selfish in my love; I often wanted to be loved more than to love.