[rch-f]

2026: this year I want to become as big as a house. I want rooms upon rooms all filled with stuff

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West

[kosmogrl]

[kosmogrl]

and it will be better 🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿

[apoemaday]

The plum you're going to eat next summer

by Gayle Brandeis

The plum you’re going to eat next summer doesn’t exist yet; its potential lives inside a tree you’ll never see in an orchard you’ll never see, will be touched by a certain number of water droplets before it reaches you, by certain angles of light, by a finite amount of bugs and dust motes and hands you’ll never know. The plum you are going to eat next summer will gather sugar, gather mass, will harden at its center so it can soften toward your mouth. The plum you’re going to eat next summer doesn’t know you exist. The plum you are going to eat next summer is growing just for you.

[farmgf]

IT’S SPRINGTIME YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. PASS THE INSTRUCTIONS ON NOT GIVING UP BY ADA LIMÓN

[farmgf]

IT’S THE GREENING OF THE TREES THAT REALLY GETS TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!

[ceruleanheaven]

how to become good at everything no practice no effort no motivation no passion no talent fast free

[funeral]

Unfortunately, nothing is easier than taking advantage of our yearning for wholeness in order to commercialize our desire, a desire that is driven by our quest for the Thing through various objects that appear to contain the objet a. It is easy to craft situations where we chase one enticing object of desire after another because these objects seem to be taking us closer to our goal of regaining the plenitude that we imagine having once possessed. In this scenario, we hope that just around the corner lies in wait an object that will finally offer us definite satisfaction only to find ourselves perpetually disappointed. This is a perfect example of . . . cruel optimism: we pursue objects that we hope will redeem us but that in the end elude us—thereby causing us to waste precious resources on a mission that will never pay off—and therefore ultimately function as an impediment to our flourishing.

Mari Ruti, “When the Cure Is that There Is No Cure: Melancholia, Mourning, Creativity”

[stuckinapril]

life is so hard when you’re a very lazy girl by nature but you also want to do a lot of things in your one wild and precious life

[anxeious]

bathe in your own sunlight !!!!!!

[werenotreallystrangers]

I’m becoming someone who doesn’t abandon herself to keep connection

[fairycosmos]

they’re saying you’re finally going to become a real person like everyone else. they just announced it

[mournfulroses]

Jean Hersey, from "The Shape of a Year," originally published in March 1967

[petaltexturedskies]

Mary Oliver, from "Worm Moon" in Twelve Moons

[heartpdf]

im grateful to be alive. i want to eat well

[francisforever2014]

how it feels to refer to men’s “pecs” as their tits

[the-reconciliation-of-all-things]

how terrifying metamorphosis must be for the caterpillar has no concept of what it is doing, or what a butterfly is, or what will happen to it as it spins itself the cocoon. we r more alike than different

[importantandunavoidable]

there are parts of your future self in you waiting emerge but you have to become unrecognizable slime first

[girlwhoisgoingtobeokay]

I HAVE TO DO THE WORK SO THAT MY LIFE CAN BE DIFFERENT AND I CAN REAP THE BENEFITS