in a world where there is so much grief to be had, leading the people to water and letting them drink from your cupped hands
i started listening to carly rae jespen because of this essay (i’ll put it below) and i think about it all the time. like. this guy says it better than i ever could.
sum i made, nothing compares to the feeling pencil on paper evokes
Sum i made, nothing compares to the feeling pencil on paper evokes
Taxidermy - Julia deVille
Me and emma
Vicente Aleixandre, ed. by Lewis Hyde, from A Longing for the Light: Selected Poems; “The Explosion”
[Text ID: “I devoted myself to one endless afternoon. / I’ve loved you every moment of that afternoon.”]
Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness¿
Gurl shut up
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]
‘Sommarnattens leende’ (1955) by Ingmar Bergman
unaliving as we speak right now in this very moment
― Han Kang, The White Book
[ text ID: I hold nothing dear. Not the place where I live, not the door I pass through every day, not even, damn it, my life. ]
i can t do this anymore 🌷
Czesław Miłosz, from “The Song.”
he gets it.
Rauschenberg “inside-out” 1962
Journey through an old house and I’ll tell you your fatal flaw
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description: “We’re going into the old brick house at the end of the road. I hope you’ll be warm enough. The heating doesn’t work; no one’s lived here for years.”
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i loooveee this
allow me to assign you one of my favourite mythological ‘tropes’.
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ahhhhhhh
which character trope that i like are you?
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reposting all the quizzes i like so i ll easily find them and i can do em when i m sad
another sexy uquiz folks this time it's which greek god would you take as a lover?
I’m thinking about people and trees and how I wish I could be silent more, be more tree than anything else, less clumsy and loud, less crow, more cool white pine, and how it’s hard not to always want something else, not just to let the savage grass grow.
Ada Limón ~mowing~ from Bright Dead Things
"I was trapped, with the tantalizing little square of night above me, and the warm, feminine atmosphere of the house enveloping me in its thick, feathery smothering embrace."
--Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
drive and listen
window swap
natural history museum online tour
have a nice lil walk
radio break aghh i love this
listen to trees