- on june blossoming in june by karen an-hwei lee
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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almost home
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
we're not kids anymore.
Cosimo Galluzzi
Stranger Things
Cosmic Funnies
Xuebing Du

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Love Begins
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
noise dept.
hello vonnie

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One Nice Bug Per Day
Sweet Seals For You, Always
trying on a metaphor
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@ghostofyourdarling
- on june blossoming in june by karen an-hwei lee
you can't waste your life btw it's just not something that's possible to do. your mere existence is already a precious and valuable use of your time. the time you spent becoming who you are now was inherently worthwhile
i’m not sure i’m capable of being loved right now / i feel safe in my quiet way of living and telling my secrets to thread & paper / i don’t know what i’d say if you asked me to know myself / more
from Tiny Beautiful Things, adapted for the stage by Nia Vardalos.
Art is to console those who are broken by life. —Vincent Van Gogh
Safia Elhillo, from Home Is Not a Country; “Boys”
Detail from The Fallen Angel (2007) by Arantzazu Martinez
Being queer saved my life. Often we see queerness as deprivation. But when I look at my life, I saw that queerness demanded an alternative innovation from me. I had to make alternative routes; it made me curious; it made me ask, "Is this enough for me?"
— Ocean Vuong
the problem is that going to bed at night feels like a chore whereas lying down for a forbidden nap at 4pm feels like the pinnacle of decadence
― Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body
[text ID: To love someone is firstly to confess: I'm prepared to be devastated by you.]
Virginia Woolf to Vita Sackville-West (c. October 1928)
Phoebe Bridgers, Moon Song
Franz Kafka (misattributed)
Leo Brynielsson, The Moon Has Fallen
Mitski, Happy
Richard Siken, Anyway
Richard Monckton Milnes, Lady Moon
Lady Mary Wortley Montagu, Hymn to the Moon
It’s A Wonderful Life (1946) dir. Frank Capra
Rumi, Some Kiss We Want
George R. R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
Margaret Atwood, Owl and Pussycat, Some Years Later
on touch, trust, and fear
Anne Carson, “Dirt and Desire - Essay on the Phenomenology of Female Pollution in Antiquity” | In the Mood for Love, dir. Wong Kar-wai | May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude | Louise Glück, “Epithalamium” | photographer unknown (via @birsiyahhikayesi ) | Mary Ruefle, “The Cart”
I bet sometimes you could find all the mysteries of the universe in someone's hand
besties I think there’s a lot going on at the moment