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@sickrightnow
the wind coming off the water has traveled so far to greet you
alternative ways to say i love you:
send them a photo of moon
make a playlist full of songs reminding you of them
tell them they're on your mind
read through old diaries with them
share earbuds on the bus
ask what their favorite flower is
remember the little things they tell you, what they order at the coffee shop, their favorite color and animals
send them posts that made you think of them
write a love letter, fill it with stickers and drawings
be there when they need someone
count the days till you see them
what i REALLY want to do is knit my friends chunky wool sweaters in ugly patterns and send them jars of homemade jam and lavender honey and sugar-crusted shortbread wrapped in brown paper tied up with knotted twine and handwrite them letters on thick yellowish paper infused with dried wildflowers i picked and pressed myself but nooooo i have to “study” and “work” so that i can earn ‘‘‘money’’’ and pay ‘‘‘bills’’’. fuck all life.
Roland Barthes, “A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments”
only songs, the wild reeds / comment on a bjork video / litany in which certain things are crossed out, richard siken
big god, florence welch
Nicole dollanganger, Please eat
This is so sad alexa disable my ability to dwell in the memories of relationships I had to leave behind
“more mornings / more unapologies / more being unafraid of the word “love” / more being unafraid of the word “more” / more everything / everything / everything”
— Lydia Havens, from “Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe’s last words were “more light””, so I’m pretty sure mine will be,” published in Ink & Nebula (via lifeinpoetry)
Letter to M. 12/6/2019
Keith Haring, Journals
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read all 30
🌱i looked so awkward picking these🌱
Peachy 🍑
a pic of my journal for anon ft my plant✏️📒
autopsy, donte collins