Cosimo Galluzzi
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
will byers stan first human second

if i look back, i am lost
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blake kathryn
RMH

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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todays bird
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Keni
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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@brandnew-bitch
Young children will never know the wonder of the dvd movie bonus features menu
“Go to a coffee shop. Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out. Look at all the people running to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. Then you’ll see it - a bit of yourself in everyone. And somehow, sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good. Note to self.”
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art by Boris Dolgov.
“It’s summer now, and you’re craving a simpler existence. You want to read. You want to write. You want to meet strangers for dinner, and not refuse another drink at another bar. You want to dance. You want to find yourself in a basement, neck loose, bobbing your head as a group of musicians play, not because they should, but because they must. It’s summer now, and you’re looking forward to worrying less. You’re looking forward to longer nights and shorter days. You’re looking forward to gathering in back gardens and watching meat sputter on an open barbecue. You’re looking forward to laughing so hard your chest hurts and you feel light-headed. You’re looking forward to the safety in pleasure. You’re looking forward to forgetting, albeit briefly, the existential dread which plagues you, which tightens your chest, which pains your left side. You’re looking forward to forgetting that, leaving the house, you might not return intact. You’re looking forward to freedom, even if it is short, even if it might not last. You’re looking forward.”
— Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water
“There are times when my longing for you overwhelms me […] so often I can think of you only with teeth clenched.”
- Franz Kafka, from Letters to Felice
Virginia Woolf ― The Waves
Titanic (1997)