emma (2020) @namjoor - Tumblr Blog

๑ slow rap, slow jam, slow rain. everything slow.

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

Text ID: The longing to touch / be touched. I feel gratitude when I touch someone—as well as affection, etc. The person has allowed me proof that I have a body—and that there are bodies in the world.

02hearts

infurgadiso <3

twoweeks

https://www.instagram.com/p/Ccx1dGEJC0E

moonxcv

gemini sun + virgo moon + capricorn rising

( anon )

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fuck it’s august??? what’s next? 2022???? can’t do this anymore

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“I could not stop wasting time. It was crazy. I wanted to do something with my life, but instead I went to sleep, or sung in the shower, or sat and stared at the wall. I couldn’t even tell you about anything that I saw. I didn’t talk to anybody. The cicadas kept dying outside, and as I dreamed, my mouth grew thick and venomous with silence.”

— Yiwei Chai, The Jacaranda Years (via crowsummer)

theoptia

Sophokles, from Elektra; translated by Anne Carson in An Oresteia

Text ID: Death itself is not the worst thing. / Worse is to live / when you want to die.

themauvesoul

Hate diet culture so much bitches will b like “don’t eat processed carbs they’re so bad for you” like and??? So what?? God did not give us grain and stone to grind it with for no reason. Bread is inevitable. Bread is food for the heart and the soul. U think I’m gonna give that up in pursuit of instagram fitness?? U think I’m gonna deny myself the simple pleasure of toast with jam so I can endlessly chase an ever-shifting standard of beauty that ultimately means nothing? In 20 years I will no longer be beautiful and in 60 my body will be vacant food for other, smaller creatures. But the taste of fresh bread? Of homemade donuts and still-warm pie? I will carry the taste on my tongue into whatever follows this life. So like. Stop telling me I should diet lmao. I’m not abt to martyr myself just to get a man to look at me.