it's a perfect love

she/her. 23. prev oliviahye

[papayajuan2019]

one day, i hope to be moved from your downloads folder into somewhere more deliberate

[nervebynerve]

“The daily routine of most adults is so heavy and artificial that we are closed off to much of the world. We have to do this in order to get our work done. I think one purpose of art is to get us out of those routines. When we hear music or poetry or stories, the world opens up again. We’re drawn in — or out — and the windows of our perception are cleansed, as William Blake said. The same thing can happen when we’re around young children or adults who have unlearned those habits of shutting the world out.”

— Ursula K. Le Guin 

[noah-wyles]

all i want for 2026 is that gigantic rancid AI bubble to finally burst in such a catastrophic way that the consequences will be so good and i'll never have to see another AI generated image ever again

[fluoritegalaxy]

Like to charge, reblog to cast.

[laferrarii]

opening Tumblr is like a cigarette break

[dragon-in-a-fez]

the thing about being "good with kids" is all it takes is literally just not trying to control and mould them with every interaction. it's just being a normal person and engaging with them through normal interactions like having conversations and playing games. it's just being genuine and friendly and not perceiving them as lumps of wet clay you are there to shape. "oh you're so good with kids" thanks it's because I think they are people

[fishpondfish]

it is impossible to watch a movie. every night i think i want to watch a movie. no movie gets watched. because it's not possible

[fairycosmos]

a small thing i learned from my sister dying is that i really would rather the people i love be a burden than be whatever the hell else they'd be if they weren't. yes even if it's messy and not always fair and hard completely inconvenient for everyone involved. even if it's weird. even if i'm rolling my eyes a bit inside sometimes. i just want you to bother me. please always bother me

[fairycosmos]

like "it's rotten work" "not to me not if it's you" actually sometimes it's still rotten work. even if it's you. and i'd still do it a million times over

[salemwitchtrials-deactivated202]

Coming to Writing, Hélène Cixous

[suispiria]

lately I’ve been Overcome With Emotion

[wellwaterhysteria]

thinking about this message from me mam that she sent me back when i was in uni. it literally is just a pinprick in the tapestry of life!!

[harleyglenn]

I’m thinking of Beginning it all

[ceruleanheaven]

guys i liedddddd 😭😭😭😭😭 i actually want it 😭😭😭 i want it so bad 😭😭😭😭 i want it so bad its ruining my life 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[lesbianrey]

every day i get a little madder about the ‘dream job’ narrative… all i want is to have a job that benefits society somewhat, doesn’t abuse me, and lets me live a happy life outside of my job lol. jobs should not be (and arguably can’t be) cosmic destinies and identities

[panthermouthh]

not my laboratory not my Creature

[filmnoirsbian]

I have so much love and respect for women who are honest about their own loneliness but also find the good in it like when audrey hepburn said “I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel” and when charlotte bronte said “I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself” and when jenny slate said “I think I’ve come to terms with the fact that there will always be a ribbon of loneliness running through who I am. But that’s why I want to do comedy, and why I want to connect with people. You can use that ribbon to be a part of a finer tapestry, or you can choke yourself out with it! Your choice!” and when mary oliver said “whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh & exciting - over & over announcing your place in the family of things”

[firstfullmoon]

Jean Cocteau, in a letter to Jean Marais, September 9, 1939

[I am the happiest man in the world. Is there such a thing as happy people? As for us, not even the apocalypse can separate us. It is a great mystery. The day after that terrible date, I felt an astounding calm; it was the tremendous certainty of your heart and mine traveling and intertwining like waves. These were the waves of our love mingling and singing in the silence. Glory is nothing compared to love. Our glory is lov[ing] one another. “I am happy to love you”... This little phrase of yours is worth risking it all. Because of it, I can accept this tragedy and this darkness we are going through. I pity those who remain indifferent for they do not love with all their might.]

[daycare]

i embarrass myself every three months in front of a guy can we freaking stop.