The Tips Of The Wings Stuck Out So I Made Them Into Cat Ears (her Name Is Either Purra Bellum Or Pawra

the feel of shaking out your cramping hand as your chopin vinyl comes to end, looking up from your notebook to realize with surprise that the sun had set as you were writing, counting the pages of your notebook you have filled, squinting to decipher your handwriting as it devolved into illegibility at the end, marking in preliminary edits with a bright red pen and a critical eye, laying out the pages on your floor, grinning at the tangibility of your productivity, your success

we had been late for coffee

Still Life with Books, Jan Davidsz. de Heem, 1625 - 1630 (detail)

Linguistics, my beloved.

Interviewer: What difference in usage would you point out in these three languages [Russian, English, French], these three instruments?

Nabokov: Naunces. If you take framboise in French, for example, it’s a scarlet color, a very red color. In English, the word raspberry is rather dull, with perhaps a little brown or violet. A rather cold color. In Russian it’s a burst of light, malinovoe; the word has associations of brilliance, of gaiety, of ringing bells. How can you translate that?

- Vladimir Nabokov, Think, Write, Speak: Uncollected Essays, Reviews, Interviews and Letters to the Editor. Bryan Boyd and Anastasia Tolstoy, Eds.

botany dark academia

when remco campert said "poetry is an act of affirmation. i affirm that i live, that i do not live alone."

It's always: "wanna hang out" but never "hey let's create a secret society and read literature and poetry"

R.H Sin

"I want a boyfriend," no you want to pin a boy to a wall with a dagger to his throat, don't settle for less.