The point of marriage is not to create a quick commonality by tearing down all boundaries; on the contrary, a good marriage is one in which each partner appoints the other to be the guardian of his solitude, and thus they show each other the greatest possible trust. A merging of two people is an impossibility, and where it seems to exist, it is a hemming-in, a mutual consent that robs one party or both parties of their fullest freedom and development. But once the realization is accepted that even between the closest people infinite distances exist, a marvelous living side-by-side can grow up for them, if they succeed in loving the expanse between them, which gives them the possibility of always seeing each other as a whole and before an immense sky.
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
what do you do when you’re new?
do you shout into the abyss that looks back at you
pray to the echoes that reaffirm or rend
do you waver on the precipice of the yellow wood
facing a forsaken nature or a fresh stamp of selfhood
lieder for the hidden paths that run
from the springs to the sea
shout out to everyone who participated in the january-february mass depressive episode
what do you do with a plot bunny that can really only be fully written out as a multi-book saga? like I wanna write that but I’m not Gorg RR Martian yknow
really looking forward to shouting into this particular void as all my other ones are currently undergoing maintenance
not an anti or a pro-shipper but a third secret thing (adult with job)
René Magritte, The Banquet, 1957
i am losing my mind over this image
they should invent climbing through eachothers bedroom windows for the online
look i made a thing. a chardee thing.