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meditations in an emergency monday. the two-headed calf tuesday. wild geese wednesday. the orange thursday. fall song friday. scheherazade saturday. song of the anti-sisyphus sunday.
always a delight to find out that a goofy person is actually also very sincere
the true duality of man is silly-earnest
we all are small particles holding very tightly together in a very large universe ✧
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excerpt from “The Book of Delights” by Ross Gay (transcript under the cut)
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Andrew Garfield on losing his mother, The Believer
I DON’T NEED THE WORLD TO SEE THAT IVE BEEN THE BEST I CAN BE
high and just ate a breahhtakingly crisp grape
not joking this is giving me the will to live another day. life's intoxicatingly full of many such little pleasures
“It is August: the true ending of a year. I’ve grown sick from trying to love who I am.”
— Carlie Hoffman, from “High Bridge Park,” published in Gulf Stream
I loved you at lunch
when the coffee kicked in and you cut carrots into coins
for our salad, the satisfying, slow knocking of the dull knife against the cutting board while I pretended to read while I worshipped you from the sofa
— Solmaz Sharif, from “Break-Up,” in Look: Poems
One time a friend told me that if she wanted to have a chill night she would come to me and ask for tea and a book to read. I didn’t like tea at the time, but I always made sure my cupboards had them in case she needed a quiet night. One time I told my boss that I loved oranges, but couldn’t peel them because of my nails. For a year he made sure to peel me one at least once a week. Once my friends gave me a made up superlative of “most likely to have a pen they could borrow” and ever since I’ve made sure I always carry a pen with me. A long time ago, my high school librarian told me that no one would care what my grade in my sophomore chemistry class was if I’m bringing them doughnuts and asking them about their day.
Sometimes friendship is about carrying pens and peeling oranges. But the point is, surrounding yourself with people who you want to do the little things for. The point of it all is bringing in the doughnuts because you’ve found the people who deserve the doughnuts.
And I’m so fucking lucky, and I don’t always say it or even think it. Because I have friends who send me letters and who told me when the cafeteria at work had chopped tomatoes and who want to watch Scream with me and it just hits me sometimes that this world can do the ugliest things to people, but as long as I still have a friend who will point out dogs on the sidewalks to me then I have something amazing to live for. And as long as I have pals who I want to make peppermint bark for, then I have a reason to keep pushing this world to be better.
i couldn’t fix him i couldn’t make him worse but i could peel his orange for him if he asked
mama who bore me
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gillian flynn “sharp objects” // “hereditary” (2018) // “flowers in the attic” (2014) // mythological beauty “big thief” // alex michaelides // @western-fence-lizard // https://www.bethanywebster.com/blog/mother-wound-healing/ // salma deera “letters from medea” // “the witch” (2015) // @filmnoirsbian // milan kundera
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As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty (Jonas Mekas, 2000) // Four Friends, 2019 by Salman Toor (b. 1983) // abandonment (the pair), henri de toulouse-lautrec // A Summer’s Tale (1996) dir. Éric Rohmer // this post
TFW you don’t wanna go on a walk but you’ll kys if you don’t
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What I would give to eat lunch with my friends in school and peel the sticker off my fruit and put it on their clothes and say "you cost 60 cents" or "you're a pear." I miss that.