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one last drawing of my chest pre-surgery

“I hope you all find yourselves sleeping with someone you love, maybe not all of the time, but a lot of the time. The touch of a foot in the night is sincere. I hope you like your work, I hope there’s mystery and poetry in your life — not even poems, but patterns. I hope you can see them. Often these patterns will wake you up, and you will know that you are alive, again and again.”

— Eileen Myles, “Universal Cycle.” The Importance of Being Iceland. (via llleighsmith)

coffeepeople

I find it endlessly fascinating that most humans just want someone who will get up in the middle of the night to close the windows with them when it starts down pouring. We want someone to dry our dishes after we wash them. We just want another person to do mundane activities with. We want to tell someone how the copy machine broke at work and we want to listen to how Debra is causing office drama again. We just want something so simple. We want human connection and honesty and to be bored with someone else instead of bored alone.

nostalgic-suggestions

some love languages

baking bread

pointing out cute dogs

fantasizing about escaping to the countryside together

poetry on walls

picking up each others typing styles

nostalgic-suggestions

more love languages !

'this reminded me of you'

unexpected good morning / sweet dreams texts

long hugs before you leave

calls where half the time you can just hear the other person breathing and it becomes the best sound in the world

playlists

second hand books filled with annotations

thelogicofthetrance

“I was always going to the bookcase for another sip of the divine specific.”

~ Virginia Woolf, The Waves

lavender-tome-collector

ARTIST: Louise Bourgeois (French, 1911-2010) WORK: The Welcoming Hands

MEDIUM: Bronze with silver nitrate

horrorgay

When my time comes around lay me gently in the cold dark earth. No grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to her, TAKE ME TO CHURCH I'LL WORSHI-