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@mybigjacket
the absolute devastating intimacy of a forehead rest. when you are both just so tired from existing in a world that demands you to be a rigid, functional individual, and you finally collapse into each other and just lean your forehead against theirs, or against their shoulder. itās the physical equivalent of dropping your shields. itās saying i am entirely heavy right now, and i am trusting you to bear a piece of that weight. and the most beautiful part is that the other person doesnāt even flinch. they just adjust their stance, tuck you a little closer, and absorb the impact. we were designed to divide the burden of being alive.
in the chillest possible way,
Mark Krzepis (Canadian, 2001) - Ex-Voto: The Night Bus (2026)
Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction
Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower
by Rainer Maria Rilke tr. Joanna Macy
Quiet friend who has come so far,
feel how your breathing makes more space around you. Let this darkness be a bell tower and you the bell. As you ring,
what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth into the change. What is it like, such intensity of pain? If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.
In this uncontainable night, be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses, the meaning discovered there.
And if the world has ceased to hear you, say to the silent earth: I flow. To the rushing water, speak: I am.
sports are so comforting to me. always there. someone to blame my problems on.
and then everything changedā¦ā¦
cake is such an underappreciated band. i canāt believe we brought back low rise flare jeans before we brought back cake in the top 40
iām just saying cakeās music would be widely regarded as so sexy if it wasnāt for all the mariachi horns and vibraslap and the vocalist didnāt always sound like he was explaining his suicide plans to a gun store clerk in sacramento. the world wasnāt ready for them
The fact that it sounds like a dispassionate reading of a terrorist manifesto is a feature
ZENDAYA for the Paris premiere of The Odyssey ā July 8, 2026
been really into the š emoji lately i suppose to remind myself that there is joy to be found even in the direst of circumstances
wheres the cocteau twins summer tweet
If your lover lives in Hong Kong and cannot get to Chicago, it will be necessary for you to go to Hong Kong. Perhaps you will spend your life there, and never see Chicago again. And you will, I assure you, as long as space and time divide you from anyone you love, discover a great deal about shipping routes, airlines, earthquake, famine, disease, and war. And you will always know what time it is in Hong Kong, for you love someone who lives there. And love will simply have no choice but to go into battle with space and time and, furthermore, to win.
James Baldwin, Nothing Personal
a few days pass since i last saw you and you've taken over my mind iām retelling jokes you made that made me laugh pretending that they're mine i wanna tell the whole world about you i think that that's a sign iām losing self-control and it's you it really is one thousand times i look at your picture and i smile how awful's that i'm like a teenage girl i might as well write all over my notebook that you rock my world but you do you really do youāve turned me upside down and that's okay iāll let it happen cause i like having you around i'm electric a romantic clichĆ©
you till I die...