Letter to the Person Who Carved His Initials into the Oldest Living Longleaf Pine in North America, Matthew Olzmann
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Letter to the Person Who Carved His Initials into the Oldest Living Longleaf Pine in North America, Matthew Olzmann
i like when fiction treats love as a more complicated force and not something that is inherently pure, redemptive, or salvific. portray it as flawed and complex as any other human impulse. give me love as prejudice, love as possessive stasis, love as addiction, love as blindness, etc.
A female leopard (Panthera pardus) in Jhalana Wildlife Sanctuary, India
by Sandra Jenkins
have you ever suddenly + involuntarily lost consciousness
yes (fainted)
yes (head trauma)
yes (substance-induced)
yes (lack of oxygen)
yes (blood loss)
yes (multiple)
no
a friend with a boyfriend is a type of dead wife
sorry to sound stereotypically british but the new james bond game is very very good
"You can now sort your likes from oldest to newest on web and iOS. Do you remember what your first liked post was?"
oh dear
oh its bad back there.
You've got heart, Bond. You're just what we need right now. I don't know why I didn't see it before. Will you do me a favour? Don't let it change you. Don't let it.
007: FIRST LIGHT (2026) dev. IO Interactive
Lestat I wanna fuck your mom
Things don't have purposes, as if the universe were a machine, where every part has a useful function. What's the function of a galaxy? I don't know if our life has a purpose and I don't see that it matters. What does matter is that we're a part. Like a thread in a cloth or a grass-blade in a field. It is and we are. What we do is like wind blowing on the grass.
–Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven
not even funny how true this is for me
Stop making this about you. It's not about you! I'm sorry, but I am not the reason that you don't have any friends. It's because you're fucking insane. Okay? Your little party? It almost killed everyone. And now you've ruined book club.
WIDOW'S BAY, 1x08 "Your Baggage"
“Circling”
Gerda Wegener, 1920
Quick fanart for the new game!!