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Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963″
tenderness is in the hands
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there is something wrong with me but together there could be something wrong with us <3
it’s small joys saturday y’all let’s get it
Marina Tsvetaeva, from Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917-1922; “A Hero of Labor”
﹙ Text ID: I’ll cry about this earth in heaven too.﹚
In the future, children will think our ways are strange. "Why do old people always grow so much milkweed in their gardens?" they'll say. "Why do old people always write down when the first bees and butterflies show up? Why do old people hate lawn grass so much? Why do old people like to sit outside and watch bees?"
We will try to explain to them that when we were young, most people's yards were almost entirely short grass with barely any flowers at all, and it was so commonplace to spray poisons to kill insects and weeds that it was feared monarch butterflies and American bumblebees would soon go extinct. We will show them pictures of sidewalks, shops, and houses surrounded by empty grass without any flowers or vegetables and they will stare at them like we stared at pictures of grimy children working in coal mines
Good morning, you have to be the thing that saves you
Andrea Gibson, "DEPRESSION [VERB]", Lord of the Butterflies
I MISTOOK THE SENSATION FOR LOVE AND DIED.
Slow Dance with Sasquatch, Jeremy Radin
Barry X Ball, Purity, 2008. Made from White Iranian Onyx.
I think it's fine to have an unacceptable view or two like no one is ever going to agree with you on everything lmaoooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaoovifugjgugjjfjjuuuuuuuuuuuuu sorry started practicing throat singing oooouuuuggghhhhhhhhguuuuhhhhhhhhuhhhh
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October, Louise Glück
dude you should have been at the club last night it was insane. the dj was playing the lament and funeral of hector from the iliad and everyone was beating their breasts and tearing open their garments. at the end we all built up a funeral pyre in the middle of the dance floor and set it aflame. we were all feeling the inherent human connection through millennia old poetry, it was wild
Ellen Bass, "The Thing Is"
i ask you how you are and i'm saying "i love you" i send you a 15 minute voice note and i'm saying "i love you" i remember your coffee order and i'm saying "i love you" i watch the movie you recommended and i'm saying "i love you" i send you a movie you'd love and i'm saying "i love you" i buy the extra large bag to share and i'm saying "i love you" and i'm saying "i love you" and i'm saying "i love you" and i'm saying "i love you"
Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies
If this pops up while you’re scrolling, I wish you unconditional love and massive success.
fake idgafer, i saw you yearning
youve died a thousand times before who caaares just climb out of this grave again & again &agaian & agaian & again & again & aga
Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939-1947
you can hate yourself all you want but the world is beautiful and it welcomes you
Good morning, you have to be the thing that saves you
Just create the thing you want to create. Because who's going to stop you? Oh, it's you yourself? Well you can't let that bastard win, can you?
girl with the nervous system of a prey animal