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— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground
cant believe some influencers make like a hundred grand a month. i think we should explode earth
I have some bad news for you, then… Some Twitch streamers make way more than that.
Mary Oliver, from “Why I Wake Early.” [ID in alt text]
~To the daydreamers~
To dream–to dream has been the business of my life.
–Edgar Allan Poe
half of adulting is basically you trying not to cry
The other half is crying
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]
“Sunset over the Grocery Box,” by me. The view from my father’s front yard in January 2014.
“Sunset at the End of My Driveway (Excluding Pavements Covered With the Shite of One Million Dogs)” by me.
“Sunset from My Front Yard Taken on an iPod Touch in 2010″
“Sunset in Nov 2021 Taken in the Parking Lot of the Pharmacy”
the view across the road partially eclipsed by house, 2017
Taken from a stepladder putting up Christmas lights
-2014, front yard
“Brewing Storm on an Evening Commute”
And “Finally, no Power Lines”
-Sept. 30, 2020, passenger seat of a moving Buick
Behind a near-defunct mall in super small-town OK. HUGE rays.
congrats on re-creating do you like the colours of the sky, lads
…you can’t “call someone out” for beliefs they no longer hold. that is called digging up irrelevant dirt as an excuse to harass and ostracize someone. i can think of literally nothing more transparently malicious
if people can’t change their beliefs, are we all meant to just fucking die the second we make a wrong decision? it’s stupid and unsubstainable
we love black and white thinking at work! this hits it on the head.
friend!
“I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn’t exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It’s beautiful and doomed.”
— Viv Albertine
Dreamscaping
The Arrival // Thimo Ruppel
via Instagram, unknown source
Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1947–1955
Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956