#pg 172

[mutantoftomorrow]

'I was in the bedroom, but I knew he would throw his jacket toward the sofa and miss it, take off his shoes, and go into the kitchen for a glass of chocolate milk, because that's what he does every day of his life.'

- S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders

[ifeelalot]

[symbolicinteractionism]

I'm not nervous. Or scared. I just want to know. I want to know if I can feel anything, if he can discover me, open me up. He said he wanted to know me; maybe he meant that I never give anything of myself over to him. He kisses me again, and I push myself to react, to wrap my arms around him and crush him to me.

— “Lovely”, Frying Plantain, Zalika Reid-Benta.

[mistbornbaby]

Ok this is awesome. This is a training session, right? This is awesome.

[sofftasasiren]

pg.172 I swear they was all beats and bummers

Rapscallions auction fix all for Miz Mary Bricksville! come abiding, biding, bidding, hiding Jim a-hid, and bid, and won a barrel offa gun nostrils aflare not really too fun

are you really that proud? of who you've become? Huckle fairy run away frum Miz Mary before she come tear ye'  At the auction fix wit all her trix It was all for kicks!

[onenightonemoretimescans]

(pg 172; part of the Tour on Infinity on High Collection)

[commonplace-ponderings]

I began to perceive your colors in many things around me, and I started to feel that there might be some way out. I'd see these colors in the sun and the road, in cars, and flowers along the road, and in windows of buildings. Now, what reminds me of you most is the mailbox. You can find one anywhere, except for when you're really looking for one. There will be one in the most unexpected places, like lonely street corners. On clear days and rainy days, morning and night, everywhere in the world, just as the moon reflects in every lake, stream, and ocean...The only path that connects me to you and Otohiko now is the mail.

Sui

Banana Yoshimoto, N.P.