Odette Carotte

Perverse fascinations. Quote-blogging what I'm reading over breakfast, with inquiry and commentary. 39-year old walking witch.

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Maybe the most damming thing about Nolans odyssey is i haven’t seen a single gifset from it

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Do you want to go to the library and then take a walk?

August 15, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

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Toni Cade Bambara.

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Is there a word for occupying the space where normies think you're a freak and freaks think you're a normie?

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Child-Free MILF

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Emily Lipson, Dykes Vol. 1, 2026

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Shadi Alzaqzouq (Palestine, b. 1981) The Pardon, 2017

Henri Neuendorf Aug 27, 2015 A Palestinian artist taking part in Banksy’s Dismaland exhibition was thrown out of the site after launching a protest against the Israeli artists whose work was also on display at the faux-amusement park. Shadi Alzaqzouq covered his artworks with a bed sheet on which he wrote “RIP Gaza: Boycott Israel,” and lay down in front of the message “like a corpse.” “I found out when I arrived at the show that three Israeli artists were taking part, one of whom served in the IDF (Israel Defense Forces). I decided I had to protest in some way so I went and got a bed sheet from my hotel room and wrote ‘R.I.P. Gaza: Boycott Israel’ on it in coal and hung it over my artwork and laid down like a corpse in front of my two paintings on display,” he explained. Following the protest, Alzaqzouq was removed from the park by security guards. The artist was reportedly told that his protest was too “ugly.”

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tumblr users yearn for the much-maligned genre of "iowa writers workshop divorce litfic"

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me putting the little tag back on the bread bag

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Everything is better with some home-grown tulsi in my tea

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Parts of my life, incidents in my life then, seem, when I remember them now, as if they were happening in a very small, dark place, a place the size of a dollhouse, and the dollhouse is at the bottom of a hole, and I am way up at the top of the hole, peering down into this little house, trying to make out exactly what it is that happened down there. And sometimes when I look down at this scene, certain things are not in the same place they were in the last time I looked: different things are in the shadows at different times, different things are in the light.

— JAMAICA KINCAID, The Autobiography of My Mother

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Hands down best line in TV history

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The last of the classically trained tumblrinas