Do My Defined Abs Frighten You?

one thing about me is i cannot do this right now

2019

i hope in my next life im the mourning dove in someone's childhood

i love this youtube comment

call me the crier the way i. well. Cry

listen he looked at me weird ok

who the fuck elongated my slug

she asked me if i believed in god and i told her that when i was four i almost drowned in a public pool and in my panic mistook a stranger for my father. i clawed my way up his leg. four years later he’d send my parents a picture of the scars alongside a tin of cookies. he said, “i hope she’s still okay. i carry her with me. it isn’t every day you save a life. it isn’t every day you feel like you were here for a reason. when it does happen, you have to cherish that memory. for once, i had a purpose. just being there was enough. she tore me open but she taught me a lot about love.”

Most days I try hard to act human, to breathe like a human and speak with the same flat language, but often

my kindness is clumsy—I stop a stranger to tie his shoe and end up kissing his knees.

— Kaveh Akbar, from “Against Hell,” in Calling a Wolf a Wolf

i bet they would predict natural disasters if they could

could you guys imagine if snails could talk