Uncharted Happiness

30's. They/them. spikeseagull's vent blog. Don't follow, unless you want to. Blog icon made with https://picrew.me/image_maker/136066.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— v, excerpts from a book i’ll never write #2 (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[sunsbleeding]

[intransic]

[veryluckyclovers]

[intransic]

[itsnotwhatimlike]

embarrassment has good bones

[can-i-make-image-descriptions]

[Image ID: Text reading: All of the best things in life require a degree of embarrassment, or at least the possibility of it. Dancing, singing, sharing art cooking food, having sex, holding hands; there is risk in it all. You could burn dinner or sing off key; no acts of self expression or love is exempt from this danger /End ID]

[intransic]

I am so glad I stuck around and slogged through all those times when I really didn't want to.

[intransic]

I wish I could go back and tell past me that she's going to figure it out. That it really will work out even better than you hoped for. That you'll live in a house filled with love and animals, where nobody berates you over little things or makes you feel like shit. I'd tell her that she shouldn't have had to suffer, but that one day it'll seem very far away.

[intransic]

I am so glad I stuck around and slogged through all those times when I really didn't want to.

[intransic]

Heavenly - Cigarettes After Sex

[booksandothersecrets]

This is How You Lose the Time War // Gideon the Ninth

[petaltexturedskies]

Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

[dailyflicks]

EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE (2022) dir. Daniel Kwan & Daniel Scheinert

[weltenwellen]

Ilya Kaminsky, from "While the Child Sleeps, Sonya Undresses", Deaf Republic

[lunamonchtuna]

— Amal El-Mohtar, from This Is How You Lose the Time War (via lunamonchtuna)

[sunsetofdoom]

“We got real furniture. I mean, it was Salvation Army, but it was real. Our names were printed inside a heart on the dishtowel that hung on the refrigerator door handle. We got it made at Crystal Beach. It was a brave thing to do. But later we spilled loganberry juice on it, so we used it for dishes because we couldn’t bring ourselves to throw it out. And there were marigolds in amber glasses on the windowsill, daisies in a green cut-glass vase on the kitchen table, fresh mint and basil growing in a flower box on the porch. It was a home. I grew up in leaps and bounds. I learned to reduce the anxieties of life by paying bills on time, keeping receipts and promises, doing laundry before I ran out of underwear, picking up after myself. Most importantly, I learned to say I’m sorry. This relationship was too vital to let dust accumulate in its corners.”

— Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

[evenlyevi]

Dandelions

[intransic]

his kisses taste like starlight and lip balm and I don't know how I ever lived without them