Love, Grief , Growing
We do not seek pleasure, we seek plot. Desire that obeys is boring. Desire that evades, withholds, arrives late but devastating? That’s the stuff of myth. That’s what keeps poets employed and therapists overbooked. We don’t want closure, we want cliffhangers. The ones that leave us pacing, rewinding, editing our own dialogue long after the credits... See more
Tamara • Desire’s Design: Destruction, Disruption, Delight
the constant tug between solitude and company, the desire to love so desperately and simultaneously be detached from it all, of wanting everything and wanting nothing