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My blog is a safe space for burnouts, flakes, layabouts, ne'er-do-wells, underachievers, and anyone who can't be arsed
“One of the poets, whose name I cannot recall, has a passage, which I am unable at the moment to remember, in one of his works, which for the time being has slipped my mind, which hits off admirably this age-old situation.”
— P.G. Wodehouse
Egon Schiele. ' Kneeling Girl, Resting on Both Elbows ', ca. 1917.
Like a protected heart, the blood-red flower of the wild rose begins to open on the lowest branch, supported by the netted mass of a large shrub: it blooms against the dark which is the heart’s constant backdrop, while flowers higher up have wilted or rotted; to survive adversity merely deepens its color. But John objects, he thinks if this were not a poem but an actual garden, then the red rose would be required to resemble nothing else, neither another flower nor the shadowy heart, at earth level pulsing half maroon, half crimson.
Song by Louise Glück
(voice of a person spiralling) its embarrassing but i still havent figured out if its ok for me to be alive
Mia Bergeron (US-American, 1979) - Pursuit (2026)
yeah it's all by choice and not because i have issues with intimacy and vulnerability and abandonment and relationships and my body and my parents and my childhood and how much i value myself and how im perceived and
Louise Glück, from “Parodos”, Poems 1962-2012
i want to make everything beautiful but i am so tired
"The Wild Swans" Jennie Harbour, 1921.
Pure hearted elegant young men forced to fight to the death near me
“September” by Jennifer Michael Hecht
there’s a t-shirt that says “I survived a bad day and all I got was the rest of my life” and yeah I still think about it
i’ll remind you that by this time yesterday england’s b-team was scoring comically improbable goals left and right and i had seen tom cruise 0 times #NotMyWorldCupFinal
trump, infantino, and ronaldo in one box… for legal reasons i cannot share further thoughts on this