— Karen Russell, "The Ghost Birds" in The New Yorker (2021)
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Cosmic Funnies

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DEAR READER

if i look back, i am lost
Keni

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
trying on a metaphor
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Not today Justin
Jules of Nature
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Love Begins

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Three Goblin Art

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— Karen Russell, "The Ghost Birds" in The New Yorker (2021)
me seeing purple flowers on a lawn: that’s the prettiest thing i’ve ever seen
me seeing sunlight hit the waves of the sea: that’s the prettiest thing i’ve ever seen
me seeing raindrops sparkle colorfully on a bus stop bench at night: that’s the
bitches hate to see you dazzled by the magnificence of the seemingly insignificant. get real. pick some wood sorrel by the road and chew on it because this bitterness is beautiful.
Another banger from /r/stupiddovenests - at least the tag is appropriate this time
thinking abt couples kissing in front of klimt's kiss
nothing's wrong-- i'm just a STEM student...
[i rarely see stem rep-- so here’s PART TWO! (find part one here) the extended edition of ‘stoners in stem’ highlighting the parts of this life that i find myself loving ;p
Thinking of doing sectionals (Physics, Environmental Studies, Mechanics, Entomology, etc.), so if there are any suggestions you'd like to highlight, plz tag or comment !!]
TAG YOURSELF !! I LOVE SEEING WHAT YALL GET UP TO !!
slightly concerned glances being shared between even the worst of acquaintances when your mentor drops some crazy lore surrounding how they entered their field(s)
good god. the apple-cider vinegar and dish soap gnat traps. honey alternatives decidedly never cross anyone's mind (nor the threshold of the lab for that matter)
walking the fine line between the Ridiculous and the Logical during data analysis like the two aren't twin kings of ruin
- Tennesse Williams
Anna Haifisch
Babe are you okay I saw you reblogging "here's the life I've always longed for"
for anyone curious there is a follow up image:
Josef Scharl, 1933, "Burning Stars"
Fletcher Sibthorp, 1967, "The Devotion"
hey man no offence but your notions seem kind of a little.... 🤔... preconcieved ....
🎶 ♫ i like his shoes, I love his pants...
i’d want him better if he wanted to dance-
uh-huh... 🎶 ♫
nothing’s wrong- i’m just a STEM student…
[i rarely see stem rep- so here’s the extended edition of ‘stoners in stem’ that highlights the parts of this life that i find myself loving ;p]
- swerving around countertops and oblivious peers- doing your best to keep the various beakers balanced on top of the books you’re holding
- all eyes being drawn to you when something arises that stumps the rest of your friends
- falling into the habit of a heavy step- never wanting to sneak up on someone in the lab (still getting ‘oh! you startled me!’ comments, nonetheless)
- avoiding small-talk like the plague
- the constant gathering of three or more students (and the occasional staff) out behind the building- trading cigarettes and spectating on arguments that couldn’t wait five minutes for someone to finish their smoke
- ‘do you have a lighter?’ ‘no...? just- light yours on mine.’
i drink from my mothers water bottle full of ice water.
she brings it everywhere she goes, because her kids will end up asking at some point. we’re all pretty grown up- able to get our own, but she still carries it around with her just in case. she must fill it from the fountain of youth.
watching gilmore girls for the first time in my life and i feel like im in the truman show i finished an entire 3 week course in a day ? and deep cleaned my room. ..
getting that august feeling (things that have ended endlessly are ending again)
[ID: 3 green leaves with text stamped on them. They say "It's so hot and the sky's so blue", "I want people to know me", "but it's so hard to tell them". ]
I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months