Herakles, Euripides (tr. Tom Sleigh)

Yesterday I was talking with a friend of mine about what to write in a dating app bio and the only things I could come up with were:

I love studying (knowing more and more make me feel better than anything you'll do, potential lover), I love a good conversation (but if you'll know more than me then, believe me, I would do research just to beat you), I love reading (mainly morbid, strangely creepy yet beautiful books I will end up relating to, somehow, despite my dull life), I love playing cards (and I am way too competitive about it), I love gin and tonic (nothing to say about that) and plants (back with things to say because I can never keep them alive, beware, I am a murderer in my own right).

oh how I keep thinking of how tartt would write me if she ever did

(it's never happening)

i have so many hobbies and interests but each day the four horsemen (instant gratification, shortened attention span, procrastination, exhaustion) grab me by the throat and shake me until i collapse in my comfy bed

I want to be so disgustingly over educated that the second anyone has a question they automatically know I have the answer to it

I’m at the “we’ll see” stage in my life. With everything and everyone. We will see.

The urge to learn every language and play every instrument and travel the world and live through every historical time period and be a writer and a poet and an actor and

"If reincarnation is real I wonder how many people stare at their own art in museums, listen to their own music they made in a different life and read books they don't remember writing"

~ Unknown

when they say "all you need is love " but all you need is henry winter