Yumi And The Nightmare Painter Illustrations By Aliya Chen, 1-8 ☆9-16☆ 17-23

indigo.

this is not a question but i just wanna say that i really admire you and your writing a lot <33

oh 🥺 thank you so much. sending you love, anon.

when jeanette winterson wrote “i want to be able to call you. i want to able to knock on your door. i want to able to keep your key and give you mine. i want there to be no gossip. i want to make supper with you. i want to go shopping with you. i want to know noting can come between us expect each other.” and when franz kafka wrote “you clam you haven’t done enough nice things for me, but is there anything nicer, any greater honor you can show me than simply being with me and allowing me to sit in front of you” and when james schuyler said “not to be in love with you i can’t remember what it was like it must’ve been lousy” and when caitlyn siehl “You are making breakfast in every dream that I have of you. You are in the kitchen, your soft middle pressed up against the cold marble countertops like a vision too beautiful for the magazines, sprinkling dark chocolate chips over pancakes. I think for a brief second that I am dreaming inside of my dream, that I had to make you up twice, just to get it right. You, brushing your dark hair out of your face, smearing batter across your cheeks. You have come and made my dreams smaller, narrower. Filled them with sugar and your body humming in the same room as mine. I dream, now, of a normal life with you. A life where breakfast lasts until the sun goes down, until I have finished gazing at you from across the table, flour dried to your forehead like a kiss.” and when sanna wani wrote “I want to eat fruit the same way you eat fruit with your lips not your teeth tongues stained with juice when I smile I want you to smile back wipe the corner of my mouth with your thumb kiss me kiss your thumb show me how fruit tastes in your mouth just a touch different from how it tastes in mine” and when daniel walsh said “I crave the simplest love of you with you. a cold night, warm sheets, and your skin against my own. certainly, that is all I could ever ask for.” and edna st. vincent millay wrote “I am going to make you love me. sweetheart, what I mean is: I want to sit on the edge of your bed while you have your breakfast - i want to laugh with you, be incredibly silly, be incredibly happy, be like children, and I want to kiss you more than anything in the world.”

Tartarus boys and the Cocoa Puffs

Anne Carson (2009)

Arthur S. Way (1898)

George Theodoridis (2010)

Ian C. Johnston (2010)

E.P. Coleridge (1910)

Theodore Alois Buckley (1892)

John Peck, Frank Nisetich (1995)

R. Potter (1906)

M. L. West (1987)

William Arrowsmith (1958)

Philip Vellacott (1972)

Michael Wodhull (1782)

Kenneth McLeish (1997)

David Kovacs (2002)

Andrew Wilson (1993)

Euripides - Original (408 BCE)

ON FRIENDSHIP, LOVE, BLURRED LINES, AND A LACK OF CLOSURE

1. hard feelings/loveless - lorde / 2. @unsenttextsuggestion / 3. el lenguaje del limbo II - mariana restrepo / 4. blue nights - joan didion / 5. @blossomfully / 6. “the pillowcase” in everyone i love is a stranger to someone - annelyse gelman / 7. let me hold you - malcolm t. liepke / 8. the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us! - sufjan stevens / 9. talk me down - troye sivan

i wish i was easier to love

u.k / u.k / yves olade / japanese breakfast / ross gay / u.k / u.k / u.k

it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.

just finished the new percy jackson book, the chalice of the gods and i'm curled up into fetal position, crying my eyes out— because this book was truly written for us, the ones who read the series at 9 years old and were absolutely taken with the sassy hero who loves his friends too much. the ones who are now in their early years of adulthood and inheriting a world of uncertainty.

the themes of growing up, trying to figure out what that means in this world, and desperately wanting to live a good life. rick wrote it with that boyish charm that percy has always had but he knew his audience has grown up and he told this story for them, the twenty-somethings who will never forget opening that first book about a boy who never wanted to be a demigod.

the older i get the more i recognize that grace, gratitude and mercy are the best virtues someone can have