you have no claim over me;

you can change what you do, but you can’t change what you want. — peaky blinders (2013 -)

Emily Dickinson, Envelope Poems, Edited by Jen Bervin and Marta Werner, New Directions, New York, NY, 2016

TENDER IS THE NIGHT

What? How do you even know it’s broken? You think I don’t know what breaks my fridge?

poema de amor | víctor m. alonso

In the end, it’s God who pulls that fucking trigger anyway. We don’t get to decide who lives and who dies.

Strange Leaves, Al Mefer

Anne Carson, “The Glass Essay”

David Zimmerman - Desert, 2008-2011

Heiner Müller, Anatomy Titus Fall of Rome (1984)

Monty Kaplan aka Javier Kaplan aka Javier Federico Kaplan

favourite films watched in 2019

shoreline | original photography by lydia harper

you stabbed the devil in the back and forced him back into the life that he had just left. you incinerated the priest’s temple. burned it to the ground. now he’s free of the marker, what do you think he’ll do? he had a glimpse of the other side and he embraced it. but you, signor d'antonio… took it away from him.

favorite pilot episodes: buffy the vampire slayer ↳ come on, this is sunnydale! how bad an evil can there be here?