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anntipasto · 11 days
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i want a soft connection. i want to be asked how my day went and if i need anything. i want forehead kisses. i want the back of my hand kissed at red lights. i want to be asked how i’m mentally feeling. i want to hold hands everywhere we go. i want romantic gestures. i want my hair played in at the most unexpected moments. i want silent eye connections that lead to smiles. i want to take random walks.
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anntipasto · 27 days
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blah, blah, blah...waiting for a sweet boy to come find me ~
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Sabrina (1954) dir. Billy Wilder
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anntipasto · 29 days
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I think of you with the most excruciating tenderness.
—Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
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anntipasto · 1 month
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Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Other Wound”
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anntipasto · 1 month
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honeymoon phase but it isn’t a phase and we’re just deeply in love and devoted to each other for all of eternity <3
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anntipasto · 1 month
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the rabbits’ wedding (1958) by garth williams
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anntipasto · 2 months
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I’m such a lover girl (girl who’s yet to experience the love she’s yearned for her whole life)
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anntipasto · 2 months
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S. Erin Batiste, from "Date Night"
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anntipasto · 2 months
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Hiroshima mon amour (1959), dir. Alain Resnais
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anntipasto · 2 months
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Julia de Burgos, tr. by Jack Agüeros, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos; "Night of love in three cantos"
[Text ID: "your life and my life have kissed... / and our souls are nearing each other!"]
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anntipasto · 2 months
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“I hear your laughter in the garden. And the mad spring’s / scent comes toward me across the wet leaves.”
— Czeslaw Milosz, from Road-Side Dog: Poems; “Farewell,”
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anntipasto · 2 months
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Any regrets?
people i wanted to kiss but didn’t .
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anntipasto · 2 months
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anntipasto · 2 months
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“You are tired, tired, you are very tired. You must be rocked to sleep, and tucked in bed, and have your eyelids kissed to make you dream of fairies. Come, dear, come.”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from “The Lamp and the Bell,” published c. 1921 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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anntipasto · 2 months
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Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1931–1934
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