i mean, i guess.

kaitydavie. recovering east coast digital nerd / radio lover. now i work in touring and hardly ever look at tumblr.

[weiredoe]

the sun is shining. my nails are painted purple. and i have my voice. i was not ruined. i am alive. i am alive.

breana mae estrada (via augeries)

[kaitydavie]

hello from a place that is mine / finally feels like home.

[kaitydavie]

scorpio: galactic rabbit, february

Because there is a wound in the universe, a wound appears in us. Yes, all stars in relation, all pain—a belt of pain. Scorpio, you are the one who prays to stop feeling so much so much—and it’s private, the praying. A wound is tight inside your chest; a stone that glistens when wet, appears soft. Before, when it was easy to be cruel and you were interested in the easy way, you’d ask your lovers to heal that wound in you. Now nothing is ever the easy way so you sooth yourself.

I’m awake / no one is here–no one is ever here / the affect is very no the / affect permeates me deeply. thats why Im a rock Never use the word ‘is’ / the therapys to move the rock, render the affect flexible Why bother Nothing / wrong with rock, sings a rock You are not stone not stone soul, sings another thing / Yes I am Dont cry youre not allowed to. I will cry stone / I’d rather be stone than their imbecile. *

Solitude is powerful but there are other ways to feel strong. There are nights when a body can be with another body—a beloved—and each hour will lie down upon the hour before fingertip to fingertip. Whatever joy there is left on Earth (in the wake of intimate loss, of haunting loss, of violent public spectacle) it hums between them. Keep listening for that hum, Scorpio. There will be months when music is the only thing that stays with you—so gather it up inside your bones with listening and be grateful.

// galactic rabbit, february. // * “Love” fromBenediction by Alice Notley.

[kaitydavie]

on a search for the one; you know, what could be "my" coffee / tea / reading nook.

[fringelol]

[kaitydavie]

i started re-watching fringe when i was packing up my apartment last month and i’ve gone pretty deep in again because it’s just too good so i’ll be over here cackling at this image (and this whole blog) if you need me.

[naturalpalettes]

Steven Clouse - Cape Kiwanda, September 21st, 2014

[lora-mathis]

It is different with you. That is so much a cliche that I could chew it up spit it up and all that would fall out would be dust. But it’s true. It is different. With you. Sweeter. Easier. More blood on my tongue. More nervous shaking thinking about you, and for what? You want me, I know that you want me because you pulled my hips onto yours and took a bite out of my chest. Because the stickiness of me coated you and you smiled. Smiled and said, Envelop me. Submerge me. I want to be drowned in you.

I Am The Sea, Lora Mathis

[justt-livinn]

[lunakea]

[wordsnquotes]

I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there’s nothing but light when I see you.

Shinji Moon (via wordsnquotes)

[kaitydavie]

i bought a sweater and a new mug when i went to target yesterday and i could do this because i bought a CAR which seems very crazy but that is what life is now? i live in california and i'm still figuring out the balance of this new existence and i'm starting to hike this week on a regular basis and there are shows to see and friends to make and the SUN to celebrate. i'm praising the ocean and am grateful for the humans i get to spend this time with and am ready for what this new year and new adventure will be. find me where the wild things are.

[idk-mybffwill]

[kaitydavie]

goodbye, astoria park. you've been a delight.

[promulgates-deactivated20160811]

kiss your friends’ faces more / destroy the belief that intimacy must be reserved for monogamous relationships / be more loving / embrace platonic intimacy / embrace vulnerability / use emotionality as a radical tactic against a society which teaches you that emotions are a sign of weakness / tell more people you care about them / hold their hands / tell others you are proud of them / offer support readily / take care of the people around you

Lora Mathis (on a caption of her photoset)

[herphany]

[kurthalseylovers]

highways

[thegirlwithfernweh]

i. lately it feels a lot like my body is not my own. i get up and look at myself in the big white mirror leaning against my white walls and i have trouble understanding what i’m seeing. ii. the days feel like they are getting closer and closer together, bleeding into each other so that weeks become years, but somehow only i seem hurried. iii. i am biting my tongue a lot, learning what it means to speak only sometimes and to keep my thoughts off my face. iv. falling in love is always so quick for me - this time i am trying to make it last, so that he will not want to leave me sooner. v. there are so many moments, every day that i want to be writing down. i am slowly starting to remember how. everything these days is slow, a process, a becoming.

how i am, lately - n.m. (via thegirlwithfernweh)