“if i were you-” you’d collapse and burst into flames if you were me.
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“if i were you-” you’d collapse and burst into flames if you were me.
sometimes it's OK to skip a song you like when u don't feel like it at that moment. u r not hurting its feelings
“it’s circus work.” not to me. not if it’s my monkeys.
enemies to lovers but it’s me and myself
dear darling,
you don’t want attention. you want devotion.
you want the feral kind of love— the kind that burns holes in silence, aches loud in reverence, yearns heavy in absence. the kind where they see you once and they’re ruined forever.
you want the kind of person who fights themselves for wanting you but still gives in the moment your eyes meet. somebody who sees you not just as cute, but sacred. somebody who shakes under the mere weight of your existence.
and no you’re not asking for a god— you’re just asking for someone who worships the way you do. so don’t you dare settle for something less when your love is biblical. don’t you dare water down your divinity to be drinkable to someone who’s just thirsty.
yours truly, lunamonchtuna ♡
— David Foster Wallace, from The Pale King (via lunamonchtuna)
reaching the point of hyperfixation where I can no longer engage with it due to the nausea that I experience at the mere thought of seeing it on my screen is the closest I’ve ever been to being diagnosed with female hysteria
“oh is this your favorite character from that show?” get that fucker away from me. I’m gonna be sick
you can count on that
Very old art but it’s them so it is worth posting as my first post
— Catherine Abbey Hodges, from "Solstice on the Middle Fork," Tar River Review (vol. 59, no. 2, Spring 2020) (via lunamonchtuna)
ive recently rediscovered cereal. there isn't much a bowl of plain special k and milk cannot fix.
“How’s life?”
Me:
The mammalian desire to stand at the edge of the ocean.
Frends, lettin you all know
Love next door is not just a typical romcom drama with a pinch of misunderstanding and the love story on low heat. It’s actual real people and stories and struggles we all go through. Yes it’s dramatic and yes it’s not realistic all the time, but I know we all recognise ourselves in some of those moments.
Never mind I take it back it is YET ANOTHER typical rom-com. I had high expectations, I really did but well. The last two episodes are a complete drag and I am procrastinating watching it because it’s just the same bs over and over again