(stress) yo ..................

the piano teacher (2001) / mock orange, louise glück

i like both rosanna warren and sonya taaffe better than louise gluck, actually. right now at least.

from this review of louise glück’s poetry collection averno... she gets it

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the feminine urge to go to london sometime after june 6th (when loki s2 starts filming)

Why love what you will lose? There is nothing else to love.

Louise Gluck

At first, I saw you everywhere. Now only in certain things, at longer intervals.

Louise Gluck

finally…i am free…finally some time to draw…

SURPREENDENTE HISTÓRIA DA FELICIDADE

SURPREENDENTE HISTÓRIA DA FELICIDADE

Esquecemos muito do que as tradições mais antigas sabiam sobre a felicidade. Penso que é justo supor que a maioria das pessoas hoje em dia considera a felicidade não apenas algo que seria bom de ter, mas algo que realmente deveríamos ter – e, além disso, algo que está ao nosso alcance, se  nossas mentes trabalharem para isso. Podemos ser felizes, dizemos a nós mesmos, com os dentes cerrados. Nós…

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The Wild Iris

by Louise Glück

At the end of my suffering there was a door.

Hear me out: that which you call death I remember.

Overhead, noises, branches of the pine shifting. Then nothing. The weak sun flickered over the dry surface.

It is terrible to survive as consciousness buried in the dark earth.

Then it was over: that which you fear, being a soul and unable to speak, ending abruptly, the stiff earth bending a little. And what I took to be birds darting in low shrubs.

You who do not remember passage from the other world I tell you I could speak again: whatever returns from oblivion returns to find a voice:

from the center of my life came a great fountain, deep blue shadows on azure seawater.

Maria Callas - Alceste

I have so much love to give maybe cuz I never got the love i deserved not as a kid, not as an adult...i crave for affection....maybe cuz i know how it feels to be unloved, i shower all my love, affection and attention to the people around me...and that sh!t is genuine

im trying to get fucked by a friend I used to go to high school with 🥴

I feel like "I have skipped the whole" go out and have one stage and went straight to being an 80 year old

I am neither an early bird nor a night owl I am some sort of permanently exhausted pigeon

Some days it's fun and someday it's f☆cked

But in my case it's always f☆ckity f☆ckty f☆ck f☆ck f☆ck