hi!

call me jack

[delusionalrobot]

from the introduction to emily wilsons translation of the iliad

[ihopeucomehomesoon]

can i get a kiss in 2024… one good movie kiss perhaps

[sorrrowfull]

[transgenderer]

when youre a kid learning the word "penultimate" is like a drug

[avellino]

sssssoupsssss

[simena]

Richard Blades

[gayiconwaluigi]

A compilation

[orpheuslament]

a lot of you know me for the "my psychiatrist asks me about friendship & i tell him about distance" excerpt but its been almost a year since i wrote it & the whole piece still resonates so i thought id share (x)

[brutalistarchitecture2]

HAMMOND B3 ORGAN CISTERN by GABRIELLE CALVOCORESSI

[mintakablue]

[text ID: The days I don’t want to kill myself

are extraordinary. Deep bass. All the people

in the streets waiting for their high fives

and leaping, I mean leaping,

when they see me. I am the sun-filled

god of love. Or at least an optimistic

under-secretary. There should be a word for it.

The days you wake up and do not want

to slit your throat. Money in the bank.

Enough for an iced green tea every weekday

and Saturday and Sunday! It’s like being

in the armpit of a Hammond B3 organ.

Just reeks of gratitude and funk.

The funk of ages. I am not going to ruin

my love’s life today. It’s like the time I said yes

to gray sneakers but then the salesman said

Wait. And there, out of the back room,

like the bakery’s first biscuits: bright-blue kicks.

Iridescent. Like a scarab! Oh, who am I kidding,

it was nothing like a scarab! It was like

bright. blue. fucking. sneakers! I did not

want to die that day. Oh, my God.

Why don’t we talk about it? How good it feels.

And if you don’t know then you’re lucky

but also you poor thing. Bring the band out on the

stoop.

Let the whole neighborhood hear. Come on,

Everybody.

Say it with me nice and slow

no pills no cliff no brains onthe floor

Bring the bass back. no rope no hose

not today, Satan.

Every day wake up with my good fortune

and news of my demise. Don’t keep it from me.

Why don’t we have a name for it?

Bring the bass back. Bring the band out on the stoop.

Hallelujah!

/end text ID.]

[forestgreenlesbian]

december……

[burningdisarm]

this book is craaazy looking at yourself in a moment of disaster going wow she’s acting so well within this disaster this is so good for the film

[burningdisarm]

i’m so lanny (max porter) coded

[burningdisarm]

little kid who sings random sounds and climbs trees and gets on with adults better than peers and who everyone thinks is weird. am i talking about lanny or me as a child we’ll never know

[burningdisarm]

i’m so lanny (max porter) coded

[bergahorn]

[burningdisarm]

do you ever listen to an audiobook so good you can taste it

[sandmandaddy69]

[deanwinchesterapologist]

It's crazy how rare it is to find people you truly connect with and then also how easy it is to let those connections dissolve.......like what on earth lol.....