
Kiana Khansmith
I'd rather be in outer space šø
YOU ARE THE REASON
Misplaced Lens Cap

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Origami Around
trying on a metaphor

if i look back, i am lost
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
almost home
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@teleny-or-the
Body Breath Pain
Body thenĀ breath thenĀ pain
My degrading error: Pain (then (pain) (then (b-b-breath)) (then (then (body))))
Body then breathĀ then pain
But ā no ⦠There is an obligation,Ā an exigency:
Body ā breath ā pain ā body ā
boy fantasy (2016)
My very gay graphic novel āI Love This Partā is also available on amazon now!!!Ā
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do you now any films that give you the feeling of not being alone?
little miss sunshine, the darjeeling limited, whats eating gilbert grape, almost famous, bottle rocket, lƩon, beginners, me and earl and the dying girl
Politeness Strategy #5, Stephanie Brooks
Click here to get my first book of poems for free :)Ā
āUnrequitedā
Pfizer
I learned about colors inside Pfizer's daycare. Put two sheets together of slick, colored plastic, worn with generations of absent-parented children. The colors changed. Interlocked and intersected. They said that if I stacked them all up on each other I would see brown. But I didn't. I saw each of the colors individually, glowing in their own magnitude. The cold, opulent shards of glass that lined that street of prosperity are arguably one of the cruelest parts of the city. But to me they mean home, memories of my father's palm, big and soft and dry, memories of free strawberries dipped in chocolate at the local, incredibly expensive bakery. I don't think my father has ever been happy. I think he practiced constant responsibility, not making friends, not letting himself pursue hobbies. He threw himself into work. He ate to remind himself the good taste of money, how much it meant to him, how much it meant to his family. My mother resents us because she never had an art career. My father resents her because she resents us. Neither one will admit they didn't really want children
DIMEROUSĀ
[adjective]Ā
having parts arranged in groups of two; divided in two.Ā
Etymology: from New Latin dimerus < Greek dimerįøs, ābipartiteā.
[Tran Nguyen -Ā Parting From Yourā¦]
After I gave up sleeping, it occurred to me what a simple thing reality is, how easy it is to make it work. Itās just reality. Just housework. Just a home. Like running a simple machine. Once you learn to run it, itās just a matter of repetition. You push this button and pull that lever. You adjust a gauge, put on the lid, set the timer. The same thing, over and over.
Haruki Murakami, Sleep (via vmproductions-us)
Her lips touched his brain as they touched his lips, as though they were a vehicle of some vague speech and between them he felt an unknown and timid preasure, darker than the swoon of sin, softer than sound.
James Joyce (via mesogeios)
New Rules of the Road by Reginald Harris
+found inĀ Of Poetry and Protest: From Emmett Till to Trayvon MartinĀ
I love nighttime because ppl are more vulnerable and sad and desperate than in the day like in the day itās like whatevs broe u feel bad u can go to the shop and get a lollipop but at night ur lying in the dark in bed having existential revelations and contemplating human despair⦠Ready to grab someone by the collar and say look we are both human beings right we owe it to each other to⦠listen to and love one another if we donāt do that weāll be all alone please⦠acknowledge my suffering try to understand me Iāll do the same for you⦠and u shake them by the collar and donāt let them go and then when daylight hits u let their azz plop onto the sidewalk and go vape and go to theatre and watch Adam Sandal movie and ur chill once again but then the next night as always ur emo and grabbing ppl by the collar and oversharing to them
8 texts from my therapist this week