[boomer-mythology-destroyer]

[noahseby]

theyre going to shoot me out back tomorrow and i will enjoy it

[santa-ana-winds]

[ueberdemnebelmeer]

SET IT OFF 1996 | dir. F. Gary Gray

[cosmicanger]

[chips1977]

That feeling when you lose hope

[knifeofvenus]

inbeautmag

[durmishkan]

Kristof Kintera - all my bad thoughts

[havingapoemwithyou]

Because It’s Summer by Ocean Vuong

[achillesinhighheels]

[sec0ndwind]

[dizzyat9am]

oh wow…. sometimes we forget that we all will one day perish

[lesb0]

I looove having 0 children and sleeping alone in my quiet clean cool apartment and going to concerts and festivals and shopping for new cute clothes and watching TV

[beadyeyes]

Where's it made? Who brought it here? How much were they paid? Who makes it? Is it made in separate parts and put together? How much were they all paid to do this? Where do they get the materials? Who paid for that? Who brings it there? How much were they paid? Who streamlined the base materials? How much were they paid? Who gathered the base materials? Where? How much were they paid? Is it good for them? Is it good for us? Is it good for the land? Is it necessary? Is it biodegradable? How much does it hurt? Do I need it? Do I even want it?

[sprouttheambassador]

running errands like kurt vonnegut

[sprouttheambassador]

⬆️ like so

[ijaazat]

summer

1. make a syllabus for yourself - books, media, places, recipes

2. complete 40% of it

3. eat every fruit u can

[free-parking-blog]

Felix Gonzalez-Torres’s Untitled (Perfect Lovers), 1991

[The work] consists of a pair of inexpensive, plain-faced wall clocks, ticking away side by side. The instructions for installation insist that the two be set at exactly the same time, but because of their imprecise mechanisms, it is only a short time before one of the clocks falls a second or two behind the other. “The beauty of the piece is that it is a very perfect image of what a couple is, trying to stay on the same page but never actually being able to,” says Molesworth. (via)

Gonzalez-Torres dedicated the work to his lover Ross Laycock, who died of an AIDS-related illness the same year.