𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖞

everything that i can't speak of

[zegalba]

[saahaqiel]

[blackhoody]

[konoko]

[solovushkas-blog]

Wataru's Twitter 25.07.2021

[distantvoices]

Robert Wun Spring 2023 Couture

[tunisian]

i spend my days waiting. waiting for the water to boil and my tea to be ready. for spring to come back. for more daylight. the oil in the pan to heat up. a “hey i miss you” or “can you help me out for a second?” or “you want to hang out?” text. for my phone to finish charging. for good news. flowers on the table. the next hug. “hey, you got the job!”. waiting for the sun. to set. to rise. to see both. for summer to be around the corner. a good song. a falling star. a text back. i spend my time waiting to be remembered. i spend my time repeating that tomorrow will be better. tomorrow will be better. i spend my days waiting and waiting and waiting. i spend my days waiting unbearably.

[letmesleeponu4sumtime]

Robert Heinecken, Figure Blocks, 1966

[saahaqiel]

i can't sleep at night, i get catatonic during the day. idk if i have a week in me left.

[soillseach]

[saahaqiel]

that's what i get

[zegalba]

Comme des Garçons Poem T-Shirt (2001) Designed By: Junya Watanabe

[stlowens]

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals

[arsenicinshell]

Embroideries works by Tran Hung

[blenuvam]

“There’s how I don’t answer the phone, and how I sometimes like to lie down on the floor in the kitchen and pretend I’m not home when people knock. There’s daytime silent when I stare, and a nighttime silent when I do things. There’s shower silent and bath silent and […] car silent and then there’s the silence that comes back, a million times bigger than me, sneaks into my bones and wails and wails and wails until I can’t be quiet anymore. That’s how this machine works.”

— Ada Limón, excerpt of “The Quiet Machine”, in Bright Dead Things (via antigonick)

[distantvoices]

@edajogo on Instagram

[heavensghost]

Yves Olade, When Rome falls