Oomf

faith existed before religion. like how communication existed before language.

i'm tired of reading about women having unfulfilling sex with their male partners and religious guilt and how the internet is affecting our ability to connect with each other and ultraspecific references to name-brand products and disaffected writers writing disaffected prose about how disaffected they are and thinly-veiled elite university campuses and conspicuously nameless first-person protagonists and bargain bin nihilism and sparse utilitarian language and marriage plots and conflicted feelings about motherhood and metacommentary and vaguely liberal politics. i want to read just one beautiful sentence

btw you will miss this in 5 or 10 years. memory will smooth these circumstances down like a river stone, and you will find yourself longing for a shade of light or a moment of this particular innocence. you don't know about what happens next, and one day that will be the most alluring thing of all. don't leave it all for nostalgia. have a nice night now, whatever night it happens to be.

it’s their’s to burn

sharing a cigarette with joan of arc - dante émile ( @orpheuslament ) // photography by brendon burton

The best line in all of tv history

Call Me by Your Name (2017) dir. Luca Guadagnino

“You get to exhale now”

Love, Simon (2018) dir. Greg Berlanti