I am always saying this during museum visits

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I am always saying this during museum visits
separation anxiety ♡
The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoyevsky / A Breath of Life, Clarice Lispector / The Testaments, Margaret Atwood / My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She’s Sorry, Fredrik Backman / Blue Lily, Lily Blue, Maggie Stiefvater / “I Exist I Exist I Exist,” Flatsound / The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath / post, tumblr user @twofigs / “From the Book of Time,” Mary Oliver / “Here Am I,” Anis Mojgani
yeah
Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle Vincent van Gogh, Garden at Arles (1888)
this isn’t a “blog” we are having tea together. do you take sugar
Leaving a comment on a stranger's fic: your use of language is sublime, your character voice so clear! I'm so happy to be reading this, thank you so much for writing 🙏🏻💙
Leaving a comment on a mutual's fic: I am going to make sure you never know a day's peace again you motherfucker. I'm outside of your house right now. You better START RUNNING (I can't wait for next chapter I'm going to die in real life)
wait people sleep with their doors closed????
okay now im curious. reblog this with where youre from and if you sleep with your door open or closed
This one resonated with me
on nights when the veil is thin u can read rpf on jstor
tip: if you wake up on time and then lie in bed unmoving for 20 minutes you will no longer be on time
if ao3 is still down in 7 hours time meet me at 40.73360° N, 74.00052° W and we will build a fire and host oral retellings of all of our favorite problematic fanfictions
"what are you looking at eddie" son vs. "we can sell that as sexy" daughter
One time this man approached me in a bar talking in Spanish. So I assumed he was Spanish and we started speaking, we had a whole ass conversation and at some point he was like. So what part of Spain are you from? And I said well I’m Italian actually. What part of Spain are you from? And he was like. I’m Greek.
One time I was in Argentina and I was so tired of trying to speak Spanish because I’m not very good at it lmao so I broke into exasperated English and the retail seller girl quickly understood me and engaged me in conversation. We talked for a while, she introduced me to a makeup brand, and then I decided to buy it. While she was packaging the purchase, she asked me if I were from the US or perhaps the UK and I just said “oh no I’m Brazilian hahah” and she looked me straight in the eyes and said, in clear Portuguese, “I’m Brazilian too”
When my dad went to China on a work trip, his Mandarin speaking wasn’t great but his listening was fine (his first language is Cantonese) and he encountered a German guy who had moved to China to work. My dad knew how to speak German because he studied it in university (but wasn’t great when it came to listening to new vocab he hadn’t studied before), and the German guy knew Mandarin because he lived and worked in China, so they had a conversation where my dad spoke to the German guy in German and the guy responded in Mandarin. I’m sure it confused a lot of their coworkers who just saw the Asian guy speaking German and the white guy speaking Mandarin.
Some years ago, I worked for a manufacturing company that had a service depot in China. One of the engineers from the main office here in the US spent most of his time at the depot. The problem was that he didn’t speak *any* of the various Chinese languages, and no one at the depot spoke any English. They all, however, spoke Spanish.
I love the world
So like an hour ago I just lear🪨︵︵ned that— what the fuck was that. Someone just skipped a rock across my post did you see that
Yeșil Mosque in Turkey
J. M. Grosvalet, from her book titled "Sugar Spells," originally published in 2025