“Visible Light” series by Alexander Harding
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“Visible Light” series by Alexander Harding
On Finding the Freedom to Rage Against Our Fathers, Minda Honey
i made one
girls learn to watch themselves in third person so they can constantly fix their laugh and smile and hair and dancing and speech in hopes they can transform into a different person that someone will love and girls fear that if anyone sees them in their most candid self then they will be deemed unlovable and I’m so exhausted from practicing my smile in the mirror but girls also know that the ability to be loved is synonymous with their worth
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From Here To There: A growing map of Manhattan made only of directions from strangers on scraps.
Pearl.
when Lemony Snicket wrote “I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday ” that hurt me
when you see someone holding a flower bouquet in public it is like poetry is happening
American Poetry - Brendon Burton
Jenny Holzer’s marquees, a solid reminder to be good.
“Do you want to talk about it or be distracted from it” is honestly the best thing you can say to me when I say im sad/in pain etc.
tonight’s mood is the deep desire to be held close in a dimly lit room, covered in blankets while rain is softly falling outside
happy halloween! here is a ghost duet
I used to hate using ‘love’ liberally. I felt it was a sacred word only to be used in very special occasions. Now that I’m older, I’ve come to the realization that love should be shared and felt and received with reckless abandon. Love these characters, love this food, love things in the moment, even if they may seem tiny and insignificant to others. I think it makes life a little more soft around the edges.
Love is not a finite resource.
i want to visit sunflower fields and rose gardens with you