
Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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Claire Keane

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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The Stonewall Inn
Mike Driver

Kiana Khansmith

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@huffleing
Whatever someone you become, and wherever you are in the world, I’m sending you love. You’re my friend to the end.
Spike Jonze / Her (via bnmxfld)
reblog and put the most cherished videogame from your childhood in the tags
Labels are for soup cans and also for me a lesbian
Andrea Schuh, hideout, 2017
Listen, I love you. Do not turn your face Nor touch me. Only stand and watch awhile The blue unbroken circle of the sea. Look far away and let me ease my heart Of words that beat in it with broken wing. Look far away, and if I say too much, Forget that I am speaking. Only watch, How like a gull that sparkling sinks to rest, The foam crest drifts along a happy wave Toward the bright verge, the boundary of the world.
Sara Teasdale, from “All beauty calls you to me, and you seem,” Rivers to the Sea (Macmillan, 1920)
good afternoon ladies and entities. regrettably, i am feeling
“You’re wearing your armor to protect your heart. / Who could blame you? / It only makes sense in a world like this one.”
— Frank LaRue Owen, from “All Around You Now,” The Temple of Warm Harmony (Homebound Publications, 2019)
Nearer My God // Foxing
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. - Oscar Wilde
“I walk the coast of my life again. And still I don’t know where I am. Or who is beside me.”
— Jason Shinder, from “Finally, It Comes,” Laurel Review (vol. 42, no. 1, Winter 2008)
In Bloom // Neck Deep