“He is always on the brink of suicide … because he seeks salvation through the routine formulas suggested to him by the society in which he lives.” — Umberto Eco on Charlie Brown
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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“He is always on the brink of suicide … because he seeks salvation through the routine formulas suggested to him by the society in which he lives.” — Umberto Eco on Charlie Brown
Wanted to share that my mom passed in March. The loss is so big, I just had to set it down here for a moment and readjust. To say that she's my mom, she's amazing, and I love her so much. That I exist now only as a vessel for her memory and I don't care much what happens to me outside of that. I really need as many people as I can get to know how much she loved her dogs, how much she loved her family, how much she loved the world. The earth. The dirt beneath her feet and the trees around her. How much she thought that love was the single-most important thing ever, and carried herself with it to the best of her ability. She is context for half of who I am, good and bad. And I don't see life or love or myself the same way anymore.
Anyway. Talk to the birds, talk to the trees, touch hands, touch hands. She didn't deserve this.
your memory isn’t lying to you. hill house is that good
if I woke up in a saw trap I would just take the fucking L. like yeah I deserve that
experiencing thoughts and memories
sometimes a family isn’t mom, dad, kids. some times a family is a gay scoutmaster and his five sons; nerd, jock, anger issues, relatively normal, and future serial killer.
That pointed little “hey!” I use to signal to everyone in the room that I recognize an actor on the television screen and You Might, Too
Really digging these negative scans
the problem with stuffed animals is that you can spend 15 minutes fretting about and tucking them into a comfortable position with pillows and blankets and making sure they have a view of the TV screen and they’re still going to have that sad, defeated look on their face.
Skinamarink (2022) dir. Kyle Edward Ball
People need to get over this phase of abandoning fandoms so fast. There are 70 year old women still into Spirk and you people can’t hold onto a man for a month. Shape up and stop abandoning your gently used blorbos in wet cardboard boxes on the side of the highway after a week
mutuals reblog this with what you consider to be Your movie. what film is yours and nobody elses
I feel bad for people who’ve never experienced a corn maze bc it’s not even fun but you just have to do it
I'd like to reblog this with some tags and comments bc I've really appreciated reading them
people who get what I mean:
people who have found a way to have fun in the corn maze but who I'm a little worried about:
person who we are going to put in the corn:
Bilbo and Frodo happened to have the same birthday, September 22nd. ‘You had better come and live here, Frodo my lad,’ said Bilbo one day; ‘and then we can celebrate our birthday-parties comfortably together.’
— Poems for Blok, Marina Tsvetaeva (new versions from the russian by ilya kaminsky and jean valentine)