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Something wrong Mr Molloy?
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Gwendolyn Brooks // Claude Monet- The Waterlily Pond (1899) // Ross Gay // Jacob Van Loon // Mahmoud Darwish- In the Presence of Absence // Vincent Van Gogh // Mary Oliver- Sleeping in the Forest // Milsae // Richard Siken
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"Sometimes while I ride the subway I try to look at each person and imagine what they look like to someone who is totally in love with them. I think everyone has had someone look at them that way, whether it was a lover, or a parent, or a friend, whether they know it or not. It's a wonderful thing, to look at someone to whom I would never be attracted and think about what looking at them feels like to someone who is devouring every part of their image, who has invisible strings that are connected to this person tied to every part of their body. I think this fun pastime is a way of cultivating compassion. It feels good to think about people that way, and to use that part of my mind that I think is traditionally reserved for a tiny portion of people I'll meet in my life to appreciate the general public. I wish I thought about people like this more often. I think it's the opposite of what our culture teaches us to do. We prefer to pick people apart to find their flaws. Cultivating these feelings of love or appreciation for random people, and even for people I don't like, makes me a more forgiving and appreciative person toward myself and people I love. Also, it's just a really excellent pastime."
— Dean Spade, from his essay For Lovers and Fighters
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"Give it to me!" said the boy, his right hand tightening in a fist, the fist pounding his chest. "Make me a vampire now!" he said as the vampire stared aghast. What happened then was swift and confused, but it ended abruptly with the vampire on his feet holding the boy by the shoulders, the boy's moist face contorted with fear, the vampire glaring at him in rage. "This is what you want?" he whispered, his pale lips manifesting only the barest trace of movement. "This... after all I've told you... is what you ask for?" A small cry escaped the boy's lips, and he began to tremble all over, the sweat breaking out on his forehead and on the skin above his upper lip. His hand reached gingerly for the vampire's arm. "You don't know what human life is like!" he said, on the edge of breaking into tears. "You've forgotten. You don't even understand the meaning of your own story, what it means to a human being like me." And then a choked sob interrupted his words, and his fingers clung to the vampire's arm.
INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (1994) INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE Season 2 Episode 5 INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE, Anne Rice
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Speak for yourself—I’m gay for strictly plot-relevant reasons.
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Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “Feeling Sexy”
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Craig Morgan Teicher, from To Keep Love Blurry; “Father”
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2.06 // 2.08
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SAMUEL WHAT THE HELL
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Do you know what it means to be loved by death? 🩸
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I love Louis, but I can't be the only one who thinks it's funny that he called the ten hours he spent with Daniel "fascinating" when Louis spent basically the entire time talking about himself.
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Autumn: "Is there anyone you wouldn't trust [to go with on a paddle boat]?"
Eric. And I love Eric so much. That's my baby. But...nah.
- Jacob Anderson
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I've been a third all my life. Not saying that to fight, just saying that it's true. I feel like I get to pick one thing for myself, and it's her. A weird white lady I met by happenstance.
Delainey Hayles as Claudia INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE Season Two + gif per episode
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