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Me starting to crush on anyone
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Me as Venus de Milo by Botticelli Redefining Renaissance beauty standards 😋
Dull Afternoon, Edward Gorey
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confidential to the kid who’s being chased by the you-weren’t-good witch: when she catches you all she does is say “your parents’ value system is bullshit” and then she gives you either a candy bar or a cool toy. the candy bar is usually a snickers, the toy can be anything but I got a vinyl figurine that looked like a lord of the rings thing but it’s not I don’t think. it’s rad. anyway my point is the fierce old witch is on your side, do not buy into bullshit anti-witch propaganda
“Anyway my point is the fierce old witch is on your side.”
okay, like, i see your point, and nicki minaj can be whatever shakespearean prince she wants to be BUT what if instead of hamlet, who–god love him!!!–is categorically The Worst Person In The Whole World, Honestly More Unbearable Than Literally The Other Murderers In His Play, what if we got to see nicki minaj play PRINCE HAL? what if we got to see nicki minaj play the unapologetically, and VERY INTENTIONALLY, prodigal daughter, only to engineer her own return to grace??
what if we got rihanna to play hotspur?
just spitballing here
I disclaim all rights to this song. It is the property of The Mountain Goats and 4AD Records. I'm just sharing because I noticed the copy that used to be on ...
I listened to The Magpie on the way to work today after three days of fighting off a heavy, sticky panic attack. I listened to Jenny first, because I have been listening to Jenny on repeat & thinking about a conversation my best friend & I have been having about becoming the person that we want. Not the person that we thought we wanted to be, but instead the person we thought we wanted: to love, to date, to fuck.
As in, be your own dragon.
The Mountain Goats work when my mental state is essentially bullshit, not because so many of the songs are sad, although they are, heart-wrenchingly, gut-churningly sad ("plump bodies blotting out the sky/it breaks my heart in half, in half", anyone?), but because they illuminate the places where my heart is already broken.
The anxiety storm front feels like the Magpie to me. It's coming, no matter what you do, so you had best take care of business while you still can. "Be ready, and be brave/and remember what we had here/when there was something to save."
My beloveds have variously referred to their depression as The Fog, The Pit, The Black Dog, The Swamp, and The Muck. I think my anxiety will henceforth be The Magpie.
“My friend called me a couple of days ago and asked me. He said, Muhammad wants you to — and I said “Yes.” I didn’t even let him finish. He could have said “mow the lawn,” and I would have been down with it.
Muhammad’s my hero. He has been since I was a child. As you can see, he’s such an inspiration to many people.” - Prince
Oh wow. I was not prepared for this one.
Now kiss
wow
Drake liked that shit. LOL!
When your crush shows you the slightest bit of affection and your soul ascends to the spirit realm but you gotta play it cool
Let me cover your shit in glitter
In popular culture we have “the bachelor pad,” and “the bachelor lifestyle,” but no such phrases for women. Women who live alone are objects of fear or pity, witches in the forest or Cathy comics. Even the current cultural popularity of female friendship still speaks to how unwilling we all are to accept women without a social framework; a woman who’s “alone” is a woman who’s having brunch with a bunch of other women. When a woman is truly alone, it is the result of a crisis—she is grieving, has lost something, is a problem to be fixed. The family, that fundamental social unit, dwells within the female body and emanates from it. Women are the anchors of social labor, the glue pulling the family, and then the community, together with small talk and good manners and social niceties. Living alone as a woman is not just a luxury but a refusal to bend into the shape of patriarchal assumption and expectation.
Helena Fitzgerald, The Fierce Triumph of Loneliness (via arabellesicardi)
and that’s just how it is
love stories about monsters are THE BEST because the idea of conceptualizing love in a way that is not human and fundamentally cannot be human and is AN ENTIRELY SEPARATE LEVEL FROM THE HUMAN is so great.
made better when one half of the relationship ishuman and suddenly we’re dealing with a) a human learning to love like a monster or b) a monster learning to translate their love into human terms and that’s
the best thing
to me.
which often goes hand in hand with MONSTER TRYING TO HUMANIZE THEMSELVES but that’s.. not necessary, don’t worry monster, you don’t need to do that. your capacity for love does not need to be whittled and softened into a human shape. it’s okay. your heart can be brutal and all consuming. you will learn to cope and you will learn to funnel it, pieces at a time, into something conceivable and measurable to the human mind.
and i don’t strictly mean monster monsters because there’s room here for divinity (alpha and omega, first and last, holy terror OF THE HEART. apocalypses OF FEELING.) or ghosts, or non-human, non-monster outliers (superheroes, androids, idek), or even human beings who are self-made monsters and whose expression and understanding of love is two steps removed and two shades off.
but, you know what i mean.
love stories about monsters.
Sweet mother, I cannot weave – slender Aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl.
Sappho, from Sappho: A New Translation of the Complete Works tr. Diane Rayor (via lifeinpoetry)
#the more i look at this the more i love it#aphrodite just slam dunked this poor lady into the gay zone#can’t get anything fuckin done today too busy getting wrecked over girls#aphrodite i had some shit to do today i was gonna make a new chiton#aphrodite could you please stop mopping the floor with my face i had chores#not cool#my mom’s not gonna understand this aphrodite#she’s going to be like ‘okay well do the dishes’#HOW CAN I DO THE DISHES WHEN I AM THIS GAY APHRODITE#HOW?? (via @roachpatrol)
Also, http://the-toast.net/2013/12/17/not-coming-to-work-today/ “Dear employers, I will have to take the day off today because: … ☐ Girls are too pretty”
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