midnight at one of those weird 1960s motels someone built a shitty canopy over in like 1985.
hannibal, missouri. june 2023
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midnight at one of those weird 1960s motels someone built a shitty canopy over in like 1985.
hannibal, missouri. june 2023
© tag christof
this is the best account on this website. full stop
how lucky are we to be a part of a life so strange & beautiful. how fortunate to have one another. how unfortunate that we can lose one another so easily. hold them close!
whatever was left, that was ours for a while.
sunrise - louise glück
2023
1. COMMIT TO THE BIT
2. PARTAKE IN THE DIVINE ACT OF CREATION
3. LET THE SOFT ANIMAL THAT IS YOUR BODY LOVE WHAT IT LOVES
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1. Camille Felix Bellanger, Abel 2. François-Xavier Fabre, La mort d'Abel 3. Santiago Rebull, The Death of Abel
My favorite part about all of this is apparently the only reason he let him on stage is because he thought Eric Andre was Trevor Noah.
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you’re in love or creating things together or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It’s so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you’re supposed to be doing, that this is what you’re for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but. It definitely makes me believe in something.