I’m also very dramatic
i’ve been listening to anne sexton reciting her own poetry for the past hour or so and god damn i think i’ll never fall out of love with her she had such profound sensitivity to language; the way she utters words feels like a delicate scream which is yet so honest & powerful I could even sense toward which precise lines she felt herself closer to and i can swear she was magic indeed: she makes you feel each pause and understand each pause, she makes words roar or softly sparke in their own exactness and she has such exceptional capacity of soliloquizing it feels just as if she’s making love to her own psyche with words and at the same time she makes you feel that she desires to annihilate herself in her pain and deeply wishes to violently kill herself in her head again and again using words as a means of not merely intensifying that wish of hers but also in order to immortalize it simultaneously i just can’t take it right now she was better than what she wrote and what she wrote was complete and utter brilliance but she, Anne, was even better and i’ve lost awareness of everything possibly perceivable right now because her voice is fucking hypnotic and soulfully awaking at once and she was a true incarnation of what feels like choking into what pure, raw feeling means and fuck
pretty sure that the inspiration behind some disney lines such as "i want to stay single and let my hair flow in the wind as i ride through the glen, firing arrows into the sunset" has been random all too random tumblr text posts
i love how certain quotes on writing go like “write about it, if you’re scared” because it’s quite frankly the same with human relationships "if it’s dangerous, definitely go for it" and there’s just so much fucking similarity in choosing to write when your blood’s been silenty boiling for so long and in choosing to stick around a certain someone even though fear’s eating your brain alive and insecurity’s flooding your heart and there’s such strong metaphorical correlation between the two it’s terrifyingly beautiful
it always happens doesn’t it you listen to a certain song and next thing you’re listening to the entire record
I just had to go right ahead and watch The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas so I could once again get my heart broken
- why are you talking in very short sentences?
- emphasis, drama, fuck off!