A voice said, Look me in the stars And tell me truly, men of earth, If all the soul-and-body scars Were not too much to pay for birth.
“A Question” - Robert Frost
Growing up in a dysfunctional joint family really f*cks you up in ways that leave you scarred forever.
in another universe, i make the choices that i regret not making in this universe,
in another universe, i regret not making the choices that i made in this universe.
In another universe, you are seven and sitting on the staircase, rereading your favourite fairytale. It’s winter and the soft sunlight streams through the window at just the right angle. You’ve never left your childhood home.
it's been a while since i did a book review post but i'm not sure if i can be normal about this one boys
cloud cuckoo land by anthony doerr is a novel about the preservation of a (fictional) diogenes play of the same name. but it's actually a book about five of God's most autistic soldiers and the ways in which this play shapes their lives. but it's actually a book about how books and stories give our lives meaning in the face of unthinkable horrors. but it's actually about the hope that his niece will feel better.
this book says it's all worth it. even the shit parts. maybe especially the shit parts. it says if you can make it to the end of the story maybe something beautiful will be waiting for you there.
Jeff Goldblum as Zeus calling all his god children to complain about the mean humans, but no one is picking up, and his voicemails get increasingly more frustrated, will live rent free in my brain for the foreseeable future.
Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone / This is How You Lose the Time War
the question Inception asks is "what would you risk it all for?". the question Interstellar asks is "what would you live for?" and the question Tenet asks is "what would you die for?". and the answer to all three is love.
Turns out compartmentalizing my feelings day in and day out isn't of much help in the long run. 12 years of wishing to see your team lift that trophy, 12 years of wishing to see that damned cup with three pillars and a world on top once in someone's hands...and one fine day, you know it's all over, just like that. How do I ever move on?
“And God looked the other way”
@/avainblue // antigone, sophocles // @/sinfulscrapbook // unknown // it is right to draw their fur, dave eggers // day after tomorrow - phoebe bridgers // unknown // sun bleached flies - ethel cain // tonight I’m someone else, chelsea hodson // the war of vaslav nijinsky, frank bidart
She/her | 20 | Mostly failing to "hold my balance on this spinning crust of soil."
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