I Tried to Drink It Away

I travelled seventy states. Thought moving 'round make me feel better. 

[bovid-beauty-deactivated2025043]

[flowerytale]

Celeste Ng, Little Fires Everywhere

[bigandretired-deactivated202501]

[poetryforall]

[celeste-i]

how everyday as a black sails fan feels

[eclogues]

i want to get a master's degree i want to take a cake decorating class i want to dance i want to sing i want to write and remember how to think i want to swim i want to be free

[cowboylikecahir]

the funniest thing abt watching black sails for the first time is thinking the urca gold plot will only last through s1 and then it just never stops really

[darrensomft]

[an-inexplicable-delight]

[Image ID: Image from episode 4.3 of Flint and Silver walking side-by-side along a path. Flint is on the left and looks down at Silver with a soft smile. Silver is on the right and glances up at Flint with an anxious expression.

Below the image is a screenshot of a text message conversation. The texts on the left, beneath Flint, say: "What are you up to tomorrow?" "I want to pound you"

The text on the right, beneath Silver, says: "do you think there is more good or bad in the world"

The text response on the left says: "I think those are judgements and social constructs. Neither of those are quantifiable. But i'd say people are generally inclined towards good." End ID.]

[fyi-iyanni]

[flowerytale]

Virginia Woolf, from The Waves

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

{Words by Lily Rain @lilyrainpoetry on Instagram}

[metamorphesque]

i don't pay attention to the world ending. it has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.

― Nayyirah Waheed, Salt

[flowerytale]

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Lytton Strachey (September 1925)

[flowerytale]

Sharon Olds, from "Known to Be Left", Stag’s Leap

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

{ Words by Megan Fernandes, from "Fabric in Tribeca," in Good Boys / Silas Melvin, from "Twenty," Grit }

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

{ Words by Megan Fernandes, from "Fabric in Tribeca," in Good Boys / Silas Melvin, from "Twenty," Grit }

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz from diagnosis,The glimmering room}