lit torch to the woodpile

maggie (see: hangry)

[merijae]

little birdie, robin swift

[tianshiisdead]

its a struggle to make sure robin doesn't look too kpop-y. trying out designs for future fanart for my new brainrot <3

[lifeinpoetry]

Never stop babbling to old friends or fields about your earliest

whiff of banana bread.

Lick the sad from the sea & on a Tuesday.

Flabbergast in some earthly

mouthful of a way & tonight.

— Chen Chen, from "The School of the Unschoolable," Your Emergency Contact Has Experienced an Emergency

[gilmore-g1rls]

— Yeah. Yeah, that’s the place.

↳ “Pilot” (1x01)

[lifeinpoetry]

It’s been a year since I’ve seen him in person, I miss how he points to his apple trees and I miss his smooth face that no longer has the mustache I always adored. As a child I once cried when he shaved it. Even then, I was too attached to this life.

— Ada Limón, from “My Father’s Mustache,” The Hurting Kind

[oak23]

Baby Sitters Club (2020) - Mary Anne Saves The Day

[lesbianrey]

happy pride month to the ethereal bisexual who rejected obama in college

[patronsaintsofnothing]

i believe in dev patel supremacy

[nicobvalle]

lyrics from cartwheel by lucy dacus bottom drawing is basically a recreation of this beautiful drawing by @mohtz

[cabbagewitch]

“I feel like I’m always realising that I’ve been tricked into the person that I am. There’s a gradual undoing that’s bringing me closer to who I want to be.”

Lucy Dacus for The Forty-Five

[itszonez]

Gunpowder Milkshake (2021) dir. Navot Papushado with Karen Gillan, Lena Headey, Carla Gugino, Michelle Yeoh & Angela Bassett

[lifeinpoetry]

Our sky of sudden hail. Our soul dyslexia. Our cruel teasing nicknames. Our crime sprees, just to keep breathing. Our American failure to matter to each other (even to ourselves). Our I’m sorry for your loss. Our complicated edge. Our luminous death trips over deep-fried Snickers. Our snug-as-a-bug in a world so bad. Our chain-smoking nurses, shivering in goose feathers as it snows. Our algebraic coefficient. Our “best cultural practices.” Our mouths full of “fuck yes.” Our racist president & big sad juice. Our self-deportation & gene edits. Our stolen guns popping off toward heaven. Our Beyonce & broke-off teeth. Our unused tears in the brutal migration. Our salvation figures, hung in cages above the drama. Our next Buddha will be a sangha.

— Kevin Phan, “[Our sky of sudden hail],” Dears, Beloveds

[station11]

She was my champion, she was my archive. She had taken the utmost care to preserve the evidence of my existence and growth, capturing me in images, saving all my documents and possessions. She had all knowledge of my being memorized. The time I was born, my unborn cravings, the first book I read. The formation of every characteristic. Every ailment and little victory. She observed me with unparalleled interest, inexhaustible devotion.

Now that she was gone, there was no one left to ask about these things. The knowledge left unrecorded died with her. What remained were documents and my memories, and now it was up to me to make sense of myself, aided by the signs she left behind. How cyclical and bittersweet for a child to retrace the image of their mother. For a subject to turn back to document their archivist.

— Michelle Zauner, Crying in H Mart

[thequeensofbeauty]

GUGU MBATHA-RAW for Porter, June 2021.

[turnipot]

Dino sketches

[agathasc0ven]

these images of sandra oh in the 90's/early 00's live in my mind rent free

hey god it's me again

[figililly]

Rare PINK-NECKED GREEN PIGEON, also known as fruit dove. 

[qariwarmi]

me