An outgrowth of a conversation about aromantic orientations, and the desire to be able to define relationships that are not romantic, that are also not friendships, and that play an important role in your life. I think it’s time to turn this one loose into the…
this is so fucking stupid. why not just reclaim friendshipas the incredible, dynamic, and loving relationship that it can be? why do we need to be “more than friends” with those we sleep with, or “queer” with those we love deeply? the fact that you can’t comprehend a deeply loving platonic connection as friendship, and that it must be something alternative to it, is just individually saddening and not the result of some kind of systemic oversight of your special snowflake vegetable relationship.
also how the hell can someone who is straight and cis be in a queer relationship, y’all are too much I’m out.
A mix of World War II and pre-war era Polish tango compositions- for the teenage wartime heroes who never got to finish their last dance. Inspired by this scene.
i. tango notturno - wiera gran | ii. ostatnia niedziela (the last sunday)- mieczysław fogg | iii. graj, skrzypku, graj (play, fiddler, play)- marian demar | iv. skrwawione serce (bleeding heart) - adam aston | v. ghetto - tadeusz feliszewski | vi.złudzenie (illusion) - mieczysław fogg | vii. tango portugalskie (portuguese tango) - janusz popławski | viii. BONUS (post-war)już nigdy (never again)- sława przybylska
"Never again will I see you. Never again- how terrible those words are."