Teddy Boy Type

24 | he/they | melancholic | terribly in love with you

[propertiesofjoy]

peter brown / huguette clark

[maybuds]

from The Agony of Intimacy by Jeanette Winterson, published in Granta

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[sonatacunt-deactivated20211212]

anyone know that reddit post about a girl who’s gf washes her hair and it talks about non sexual intimacy

found it :)

[evening-moon-rising]

My heart..

[topaz-stars]

This reminds me of this post;

Forgive me guys as I do not remember where the screenshot is from, but I have it here and I wanted to share with you.

[time-travel-toke-up]

I have had guy friends cry because I enthusiastically asked to do their hair in plaits. I have shave my head out of hair frustration a lot but I loved braiding my own hair. like, crown braid casually during a test instead of a ponytail when I needed my hair off my face type speed braiding. and I have a lot of guy friends with that long flowy Viking hair. gal friends love me doing their hair, paid me to do it for prom and shit, so I started asking my male friends to plait their hair like a viking. I stg, some have cried. some freeze like a internet explorer tab.

and this is a thing we just DID at sleepovers to each other as girls! I am used to this level of “let me get uncomfortably close and bond with you” monkey type grooming. it breaks my heart when I compliment a man or offer a sincere “that’s fucked bruh” bear hug and they hesitate or seem to look for a trick. y'all be touch starved and get shit when you try and seek it from anyone in a non sexual context, how is this not a set up for unhealthy thoughts about self worth?

[ruimtetijd]

How many times do I have to say this, the first post’s OP is a GUY. Stop erasing men’s experiences with intimacy.

[ruimtetijd]

ALSO HE MADE ANOTHER POST ABOUT MAKING HIS GF PANCAKES!!!!

transcript:

My girlfriend had a really long week and was tired. I know she likes pancakes and chocolate so I wanted to surprise her with chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast in bed on her day off. I snuck out of bed early and I followed the directions on the box exactly, but i was worried the batter was going to be too thick with the chocolate chips so I added a bit more milk. Then it was too runny so I had to add more flour, then it was way too thick. So I didnt want to water it down anymore and said fuck it, but then they werent cooking properly. I also tried to make a heart with the chocolate chips but between the thickness of the batter and geberal spatula fuckery they came out more like scrambled pan muffin egg cakes and there was no heart.

You guys, her face just lit up and she was so happy with my pancake mess. She kept putting her fork down to kiss me and the way she looked at me… like its weird to type but I really feel like im something, or like im SOMEBODY you know. It was that same feeling where, I guess I felt really proud of myself for doing something like that, I mean I was pretty shy cause they weren’t nice pancakes but she said I made her happy….

I’m sorry for posting this here again. I just really dont have an outlet where i can talk about romantic stuff like this, people around me arent about that kind of thing but really, being with her and doing these nice gentle things…

I love her. It just feels good.

[vintagehomecollection]

Inventive wood bench. This substantial wooden bench is constructed from old railway ties. It is massive in scale but is in complete harmony with the planting and stone wall behind it. Bold planting of species with strong form and shape work with the bench to give a low-key sculptural arrangement.

The Garden Book, 1984

[dark-romantics]

someone please turn me into a poem or a painting, I’m tired of being human

[schuylerpeck]

[mournfulroses]

Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "August," featured in White Pine: Poems & Prose Poems

[mun-dane]

“You read something which you thought only happened to you, and you discover that it happened 100 years ago to Dostoyevsky. This is a very great liberation for the suffering, struggling person, who always thinks that he is alone. This is why art is important. Art would not be important if life were not important, and life is important.”

— James Baldwin, Conversations with James Baldwin

[sunbathe]

[thetreesareancient]

I go feral for antiques. Who held you? Who loved you? How did you end up here, with me?

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

A Comprehensive Guide To Visiting All Non-Specialised Museums

By me, an expert.

Look at the weapons.

Tear up a little at how humanity constantly strives for beauty, even in the making of simple every day objects, and how people from the past are so different from us, yet so similar.

Look at the Ancient Egyptian stuff.

Look at the Dinosaurs if they are there. If not, look at the other skeletons. They're inevitable.

Go to the gift shop and yearn for shiny rocks and also overpriced plushies.

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

–Walt Whitman

[sunbathe]

[valtsv]

sorry for romanticizing the mundane but the fact that laughter is infectious is so incredible to me. like yeah it's just a reaction to stimuli but the way it feels to hear someone laugh and feel yourself compelled to share that joy is really something. and it's so simple and requires no skill but it's so special and important to me.

[desimonewayland]

English Valentine (puzzle) Card 1790, Watercolour, pen and ink.

The Postal Museum UK

[rainbluealoekitten]

i just want to know him. what's his favourite flower? what's his favourite drink and how does he drink it? when thinking of love, what comes to his mind? what does he want to do with his life? how many colours fill up his irises and what pattern can i spot in them? when he breaks down and cries how can i comfort him? when he's panicking how do i make it okay? what's his opinion on glitter? what does he think will happen when we die? is he a notes poem kind of guy? what's the story behind his handwriting? what song would he listen to as the world ended? what song makes him fall in love with being alive? what keeps him awake at night? what emotions and memories does he constantly suppress? what would be the absolutely perfectest birthday present ever? what are those tiny little signals that he's lying about how he feels? what's his favourite weather and why exactly? what does he dream of when sleeping? what are the little habits he does every day that nobody even notices? what does he honestly feel about his parents? what does he look for when on walks? does he also see a deeper meaning in every little thing?

[fairydrowning]

– Picking Wild Flowers, Santa Cruz c.1927 (Via "maudelynn" on Tumblr)