the desire to be in a relationship only comes around when you’re about to sleep, on the journey home alone, sundays, after the club, when it’s raining, winter, at the cafe, today, tomorrow and yesterday

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the desire to be in a relationship only comes around when you’re about to sleep, on the journey home alone, sundays, after the club, when it’s raining, winter, at the cafe, today, tomorrow and yesterday
reject rizz. stare them down with big doe eyes and off-putting allure as god intended
i love when words fit right. seize was always supposed to be that word, and so was jester. tuesday isn't quite right but thursday should be thursday, that's a good word for it. daisy has the perfect shape to it, almost like you're laughing when you say it; and tulip is correct most of the time. while keynote is fun to say, it's super wrong - i think they have to change the label for that one. but fox is spot-on.
most words are just, like, good enough, even if what they are describing is lovely. the night sky is a fine term for it but it isn't perfect the way november is the correct term for that month.
it's not just in english because in spanish the phrase eso si que es is correct, it should be that. sometimes other languages are also better than the english words, like how blue is sloped too far downwards but azul is perfect and hangs in the air like glitter. while butterfly is sweet, i think probably papillion is more correct, although for some butterflies féileacán is much better. year is fine but bliain is better. sometimes multiple languages got it right though, like how jueves and Πέμπτη are also the right names for thursday. maybe we as a species are just really good at naming thursdays.
and if we were really bored and had a moment and a picnic to split we could all sit down for a moment and sort out all the words that exist and find all the perfect words in every language. i would show you that while i like the word tree (it makes you smile to say it), i think arbor is correct. you could teach me from your language what words fit the right way, and that would be very exciting (exciting is not correct, it's just fine).
i think probably this is what was happening at the tower of babel, before the languages all got shifted across the world and smudged by the hand of god. by the way, hand isn't quite right, but i do like that the word god is only 3 letters, and that it is shaped like it is reflecting into itself, and that it kind of makes your mouth move into an echoing chapel when you cluck it. but the word god could also fit really well with a coathanger, and i can't explain that. i think donut has (weirdly) the same shape as a toothbrush, but we really got bagel right and i am really grateful for that.
grateful is close, but not like thunder. hopefully one day i am going to figure out how to shape the way i love my friends into a little ceramic (ceramic is very good, almost perfect) pot and when they hold it they can feel the weight of my care for them. they can put a plant in there. maybe a daisy.
Why are you, as a beefy man, not laying on top of me (naked)?
Am I just a weighted blanket to you?
nhl players as textposts: penguins’ core
his complete lack of swag, mildly gay behavior, and bad posture have captivated me
10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU (1999), dir. Gil Junger
Barefoot Gen introduction by author Keiji Nakazawa, from the 2004 English edition.
can’t trust anyone who criticises the mamma mia movie. like wtf are you even criticising. the plot?? the characterisation?? my brother in christ they put meryl streep, colin firth and amanda seyfried on an island, got them drunk and asked them to sing abba songs in the campest way possible that’s LITERALLY. IT. by this point you have to just assume that you’re the problem.
bitches be like "but we never learn who her father is!!" uh yeah we do she has Three??
i want to be asked to come over and help put my friend’s kids to bed as casually as they might text their spouse and ask them to pick up milk on the way home
i want to stop and pick up milk for another friend because i know their spouse hates the grocery store
i want to buy fruit that i dont like because it’s on special and i know people who do
i want to pass lemons over the fence and to take my neighbours bins out when the forget
i want group chats instead of rideshare apps, calls in the middle of the night because someone’s at the hospital, lonely or hungry or both
i want to do the dishes in other people’s houses, extra servings wrapped in tinfoil and tea towels so it’s still warm when you drop it off, a basket of other people’s mending by my couch
i want to be surrounded by reminders that ‘imposing’ on each other is what we were born to do
I'm learning
(pt 3)
if i had my own formula 1 team, this would be the team principal:
this would be the driver:
this would be the headquarters:
and this would be the car:
VAN @ LAK (04.10.23) — quinn reading the starters
he's forty years old. he's babygirl. he's unhinged. he's creating problems for himself and everyone else. he's god's favorite punching bag. he's a whore. he's pathetic. he's my poor little meow meow
unstoppable force (wanting to be the kindest version of myself) vs immovable object (all the anger and hatred I have inside myself)
nothing hits the spot like sitting still with your arms crossed and looking around and not talking
i love sitting still with my arms crossed and looking around and not talking
unstoppable force (wanting to be the kindest version of myself) vs immovable object (all the anger and hatred I have inside myself)