Sans titre

[achillesinhighheels]

sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and i'm losing sense of time

[infertilityidol]

*at a therapy appointment* I mean sure, but what am I gonna do (doing a stupid voice) "heal?" *rolls my eyes and makes a jacking off motion*

[bobdylanyaoi]

when the guitar solo starts touching your clit

[legojackmanz]

Lets work on healthy habits like not saying this

[bobdylanyaoi]

lets work on healthy habits like minding your own damn business

[2022dirt]

Faces in coffee.

[slowlikehoney1996]

If your lover lives in Hong Kong and cannot get to Chicago, it will be necessary for you to go to Hong Kong. Perhaps you will spend your life there, and never see Chicago again. And you will, I assure you, as long as space and time divide you from anyone you love, discover a great deal about shipping routes, airlines, earthquake, famine, disease, and war. And you will always know what time it is in Hong Kong, for you love someone who lives there. And love will simply have no choice but to go into battle with space and time and, furthermore, to win.

James Baldwin, Nothing Personal

[orwell]

A couple stops to rest and take in the view, while hiking through the Swiss Alps. Switzerland,1984.

[kness]

A Meditation : 68 Capybaras

Available as a print.

[iris-googoodolls]

[fortuneaday]

[kristina100000]

espresso martini: don’t drink me so fast… savor me. why are you in such hurry

me: oh i didnt know you were down to earth like that… my bad

[cerleansky]

The legacies people leave behind in you.

My handwriting is the same style as the teacher’s who I had when I was nine. I’m now twenty one and he’s been dead eight years but my i’s still curve the same way as his.

I watched the last season of a TV show recently but I started it with my friend in high school. We haven’t spoken in four years.

I make lentil soup through the recipe my gran gave me.

I curl my hair the way my best friend showed me.

I learned to love books because my father loved them first.

How terrifying, how excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. That I am a jigsaw puzzle of everyone I have briefly known and loved. I carry them on with me even if I don’t know it. How beautiful.

[speaklavenderthoughts-deactivat]

absolutely obsessed with these tags

[i-do-anything-but-write]

Humanity is mimicking our loved ones to wove it into our lives forevermore.

Isn’t it sweet how we love people through such small daily gestures? Isn’t it sad that they will never know?

[desertherm1t]

Something something to love is to be changed, and I am a patchwork of all that I have cherished

[vexheart]

— Kazuo Ishiguro, My Twentieth Century Evening and Other Small Breakthroughs

[wetdirtguy]

Me spending time with people: joy abounds, we are all connected and there is hope!

Me 1 day later: I need to be left alone to gather the pieces of Me together

Me 2 days later: there is something very rotten at my core and I will almost certainly die unloved

[asteriavinifera]

Do you wanna go watch the sunlight pierce the leaves of the forest with me?

[quasi-normalcy]

We have this interesting situation where we basically no longer have privacy nor the expectation of privacy, but we also don't have community or meaningful connection with others, so we're all simultaneously both completely exposed and absolutely alone, and please understand that when I say this situation is "interesting", what I in fact mean is that it's "nightmarish and I wish I could wake up"

[void-flesh]

[gaytanic-panic]

[catbrarian]

cats and libraries ۫ ꣑ৎ