Details in the fabric

im an island of reality in an ocean of diarrhea i sleep all day or don't sleep at all there's no in between lazily active wandering wonderer

[bruisepoking-archive]

every day i wake up and i have to come up with foods to eat

[whalesharks-archive-deactivated]

having a hyperfixation feels like this image

[ashstfu]

hmm. maybe u were put on this earth to make art and write bad poetry and create silly little playlists and being kind and maybe tearing up a little bit when you see old people eating alone

[ashstfu]

also. taking naps and being silly and saying hiiiiii

[luthienne]

Natasha Trethewey, from Thrall: Poems; "Mythology"

[weltenwellen]

Kerry Egan, On Living

[tainbocuailnge]

10am is a normal time to wake up and 9am is early. and other unemployable statements.

[alphacrone]

thinking about all the “small” art that’s ever existed. songs that were only ever sung in one village. stories written by children that got lost in the shuffle. personal paintings that didn’t survive the test of time. how they affected the lives of just a few, but still existed, still mattered to someone.

[alphacrone]

this is not a sad post!!!! this is a celebration!!!!! art is part of the human condition!!!!!!! we were born to create and share!!!!!!!!!!!

[nat-20s]

"what's your dream job??" Uhh to have 17 weird little hobbies that I don't have to be good at and hang out with friends. I get money via being the world's specialist little princess

[unspokengrief]

My father is in the kitchen cooking dinner. Pots are banging, and the peas are overflowing. I ask him for the fifth time when dinner will be ready. ‘When it is in front of you’ he says.

Now the kitchen is empty and I am alone at the dinner table. Grief is the only thing in front of me. I am not ready. I wish you had of asked me if I was ready.

I am alone at this table and I am not ready. Patience was not his virtue but grief is setting the table and I am not ready to say goodbye. I wish you had waited till I was ready.

And in a whisper, I hear my father say ‘but here it is, in front of you. Grief does not wait for dinner to be served before it takes a seat at the table.’

— Hannah Green, ‘Knocking On Heavens Door.’

[vampcraft-deactivated20231205]

i think as adults it's our responsibility to be nice to kids and treat them with the respect we wish we got at that age and im not kidding or exaggerating in the least

[thepoisonroom]

loudly going "YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD" to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i've ever done

[flowerytale]

Marianne Fritz, from The Weight of Things

[nbmudkip]

“how could you have forgotten that” i forget Everything. unless i remember

[shitposting-hobbits-to-gallifrey]

"how can you remember that" I remember Everything. unless I forget

[serratedpens]

Tracy K. Smith, “Don’t You Wonder, Sometimes?”

[annori]

Evelyn Waugh, from Brideshead Revisited (1945)

[what-iz-life]

Your soul knows. It will literally tell you when it's time to start a new chapter of your life. Trust it.

[warriorprincesstramp]

they should invent a life that is liveable and a sleep that comes easy and a winter that doesn't feel like decay and a spring that doesn't feel like the past and a head that doesn't hurt and a heart that doesn't sit in your chest like a rock and a body that doesn't hate you and a hometown that doesn't make you lose your mind and a university that won't kill you they should invent a me that is normal I think that would be really neat. ok good night I love you