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occasionally subtle
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Cosimo Galluzzi
Stranger Things
cherry valley forever
if i look back, i am lost
noise dept.
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
titsay
ojovivo
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
sheepfilms
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todays bird
we're not kids anymore.
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@vampiresofabbeyroad
drink water!!!! dance in your room!!!!!! eat a lot of veggies!!!!!! dance as you do chores!!!!!! eat some fruit!!!!!!!! let yourself feel sad!!!!! have that $5 hot drink sometimes!!!!! try to smile even when you’re alone and doing some work!!!! listen to music that makes you happy when you’re feeling down!!!!!! we’ve all gone through crap and life might have more in store for us but we got this!!!!!
SHARP STICK (2022) dir. Lena Dunham
Emma Stone as Bella Baxter in 'Poor Things' (2024) dir. Yorgos Lanthimos
Agnes Kasparkova turns a small village into her own little art gallery Location: Czech Republic
Ummmm sometimes you dread the weight of your life and other times it is an early morning in april and there are 5 species of birds singing and also the sun is shining through the baby leaves. Btw
somehow instead of saying "as a treat", I've started using the phrase "for morale", as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.
and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.
I'm not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me
“August evenings are especially stricken with melancholy - as if the ghosts of all past summers came rushing to haunt my heart”
from Letters of Summer Past (Listy Tamtego Lata) VI
I still do get nostalgic for specific periods of my life, people, or outcomes if I pursued certain relationships. But that’s all there is. Nostalgia. Because deep inside I know I wouldn’t be moving forward if I were still associated with them. I’d just be… there.
i am at the very beginning of the rest of my life. this truth will not change with age
mentally at the mamma mia wrap party
3-4 more trips this yesr. I am pumped. I am proud of myself for being able to afford what I can afford now. But i need a change of scenery.
ocean vuong really put the lines ’dont worry. your father is only your father until one of you forgets’ and ’the most beautiful part of your body is wherever your mother’s shadow falls’ and ’dont be afraid, the gunfire is only the sound of people trying to live a little longer / and failing’ and ’the most beautiful part of your body is where it’s headed. & remember, loneliness is still time spent / with the world’ and ’your dead friends pass through you like wind / through a wind chime’ all in ONE POEM and expected me to move on as if i ever stood a chance
Bjork And Ocean Vuong In conversation for Another Magazine
night terrors by hannah green // how to cure a ghost by fariha róisín //writer in the dark - lorde // my mother & i - lucy dacus // take care: mothers, daughters, and inheriting self-hatred by ella wilson // lady bird (2017) // mother wound healing: why it’s crucial for women by bethany webster //don’t know // on earth we’re briefly gorgeous by ocean vuong // mother by maia baia
"sometimes, i thought my father was a God. i loved him that much."
— Leila Chattis, "Muslim Girlhood"
ocean vuong, "someday i'll love" / sam fender, "seventeen going under" / the front bottoms, "father" / satanay, tumblr / clementine von radics / agustín gómez-arcos, "the carnivorous lamb" / ?
Life lately. Getting my film developed this week. For now, these shall suffice.
“I used to believe that the best writing had to emerge from a life that had been carefully sculpted to produce the perfect conditions for creativity: long stretches of uninterrupted time, days cleared of logistics and obligations, dentist appointments and school lunches and cardboard boxes waiting to be unpacked. But eventually I learned that no beautiful writing comes from an impossibly perfect world; it all comes from this one: cluttered, obligated, distracted. After I came to accept that beauty comes from the imperfect mess of living, rather than the impossible ideal of an unencumbered life, it asked me to stop seeing life and writing as antagonists, locked in combat, and to start seeing the ways that even the logistics and obligations of life might ultimately feed into the compost heap of creativity, and certainly that the obligated, beholden life is the only one from which we work – that so much beauty has come from it.”
— Leslie Jamison
