even a fool knows

21, she/her personal blog sideblogs: killzcount & destroyaz

[ololygas]

Crackerbell, Mary Ruefle

[godkissedme]

cut flowers / mia forrest

[averagefairy]

being at work while your personal life is falling apart has to be among the top 3 worst human experiences. You’re at your absolute lowest and someone wants to circle back on an email…… unreal

[heavensghost]

Zine! Words from Wild Dogs by Taylor Bickett

[hamburguesaxd]

old things have strange hungers

[moldavite]

i ask for very little and receive even less

[heavensghost]

You can be free and still come home

[weltenwellen]

Kaveh Akbar, from “Best Shadows“, Calling a Wolf a Wolf

[weltenwellen]

On Seatbelts and Sunsets Hanif Abdurraqib

[weltenwellen]

On Seatbelts and Sunsets Hanif Abdurraqib

[huariqueje]

Rachel St. Morning - Emil Robinson , 2025.

American , b. 1981 -

Oil on board , 59.75 x 47  cm.

[lakevida]

that tweet thats like im not allowed to believe in the power of manifestation because i have OCD but best of luck to you all

[silent-and-lonely-deactivated20]

I hate first impressions because the first impression I always give people is “the girl who doesn’t talk”

[sweatermuppet]

*remembers*

*gets sick to my stomach*

[macrolit]

“I am awfully greedy; I want everything from life. I want to be a woman and to be a man, to have many friends and to have loneliness, to work much and write good books, to travel and enjoy myself, to be selfish and to be unselfish.”

—

Simone de Beauvoir

[petaltexturedskies]

Vita Sackville-West, from Complete Works of Vita Sackville-West

[feral-ballad]

I love you, just like that, though I’m not hopeful. This doesn’t prevent me from loving you. I love you the way I love certain memories. Sometimes I think our life together was more of a dream than something we actually experienced. And on top of that I’m feeling like I lost you. I’ve lost you, though perhaps I never even had you. And the worst thing is I know I’ll never win you over.

Gabriela Mistral, tr. by Velma García-Gorena, from Gabriela Mistral’s Letters to Doris Dana; “November 24, 1949”