poems or short stories? ballet or operas? musical plays or orchestras? turtlenecks or sweatshirts? beanie or cap? chamomile tea or jasmine tea? snowflakes or raindrops? nutcracker or swan lake? baroque or classical?
“Because a ballerina resembles a tear …”
— Luis García Montero (1958), form “XXIII”, translated from the Spanish by Alice McAdams
(via poetic–rose)
christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”
“a career” “financial security” “a sex life” “tuition for grad school” “alcohol” “a nap” “socks would be nice”
really finding the concept of swan lake attractive tonight. really digging the idea of me n the girls being cursed into swans all day and turning into a beautiful maidens who do ballet all night. fuck someone coming to “save” me from the spell like I’ll live my whole life like that thanks
figure skating and ballet are the two most beautiful and strong things in the world and i think they should be counted as superpowers
really finding the concept of swan lake attractive tonight. really digging the idea of me n the girls being cursed into swans all day and turning into a beautiful maidens who do ballet all night. fuck someone coming to “save” me from the spell like I’ll live my whole life like that thanks
everything is better with classical music. example:
drinking coffee: normal, mundane
drinking coffee with clair de lune playing in the background: ethereal, elegant
