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lanathetealeaf:
“ ☽ Some Kurt fanart I found. My friend for my birthday duplicated it and gave it to me ☾
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lanathetealeaf:

☽ Some Kurt fanart I found. My friend for my birthday duplicated it and gave it to me ☾

clubsprout:
“ i love this because maybe that shirt belonged to someone else or maybe they had their first kiss in that shirt or maybe it was their dads shirt and now it’s theirs but either way it’s home because it’s familiar. it’s home because that’s...

clubsprout:

i love this because maybe that shirt belonged to someone else or maybe they had their first kiss in that shirt or maybe it was their dads shirt and now it’s theirs but either way it’s home because it’s familiar. it’s home because that’s where their heart is.

When I think of how you move—
when you enter a room, how the room
enters you; when you step out
into the night, how the night sky
falls into your hair—
when I think of how you stand
as if with nothing in your hands
and I have nothing to offer you now
save my own wild emptiness—
when I think of how you leave
the air untouched and how you came
into the world my grief had wrecked
and made it shine again by simply
walking slowly through the dark
toward me—love, I think
the body is a miracle, that animal
whose graceful shadow
lies between us, calmed.
​Cecilia Woloch, “Grace”
(via heteroglossia)
Again she had the odd feeling of being two people at the same time.
Virginia Woolf, from Complete Works
(via violentwavesofemotion)
bibliochor:
“ Sappho, Fragment 16 [tr. Anne Carson]
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bibliochor:

Sappho, Fragment 16 [tr. Anne Carson]

There is something maddeningly attractive about the untranslatable, about a word that goes silent in transit.