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May Swenson // https://www.instagram.com/sunlightafterdark/?hl=en

“My realities may be different from what most people call reality, but still they are realities.”

— Etty Hillesum (1914-1943), in a letter to Osias Kormann, from a Westerbork concentration camp, 1943, in “An Interrupted Life: Diaries and Letters 1941-43. And Letters from Westerbork″

love as a religion

jacob from the bible, jake wesley rogers / red, white, & royal blue by casey mcquiston / religion (u can lay your hands on me), shura / soul like thunder by sophia elaine hanson / psyche revived by cupid’s kiss, antonio canova / don’t blame me, taylor swift / lovin’ is bible, the aces / from eden, hozier / coming down, halsey / heaven is a place on earth, belinda carlisle / colors, halsey / bedroom hymns, florence + the machine / 02x04 fleabag / sanctuary, aly & aj / genesis, dua lipa / like a prayer, madonna / young god, halsey / pussy is god, king princess / church, fall out boy / the raven king by maggie stiefvater

Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home

you know that character you love so much? (you know – the one from that movie you always watch when you’re feeling sad the one from that show you’ve seen so many times you can quote the episodes the one from that book or comic you’ve read more times than you can count) think about how much you resonate with them how they’re like a mirror image to the way you see yourself how they empathize with pieces of your soul in ways that a real life human cannot how they feel like a representation of you you see so much of yourself in them and you love them so much so why can’t you love you too?  if you can find it in you  to look past their flaws  and see gold shining in their cracks maybe you can do the same for yourself after all if your favorite character is a reflection of you, and you love them more than words can say maybe its possible for you to love you too

(cc, 2020)

Eileen Myles, "Sleepless." I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014

sleepy girls club™

“This is the house that built me and I’m gonna burn it down. This is the river I crawled from and I refuse to drown here. And bless the strippers but fuck the men. And bless the berries but fuck the farm. And bless the daughter but fuck the family. What is a home if not the first place you learn to run from? You’ve got to bite the hand that starves you, and in doing so Praise the place that birthed you. Birthed you fucked up. Birthed you ugly, and interesting, and ready to scream.”

— Courtney Love Prays To Oregon, Clementine von Radics

T. S. Eliot — The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock