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on survival

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ethelcainlovebot

- Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle

halogen2

I THINK LOVE IS SOMETHING / THAT HAPPENS TO OTHER PEOPLE - Michael Gray Bulla

#on love

paper-wounds

mossy-cobble

crazy how i find myself thinking i've got a handle on it all finally and then i see the ways that other people tangle their lives together so easily and live so easily together with their friends and i feel like that girl at the top of the stairs painting by norman rockwell

mossy-cobble

i'll always be here

#on friendship #on grief

seekingstars

HOW’S THAT HOUSE THAT RAISED YOU? - Lev St. Valentine

lilliesinthevalley

time loop isms

rowenalesbian

orpheus looks back at eurydice and it’s not a tragedy. eurydice knows she’s loved.

#on love #fav #on longing

redlipstickresurrected

Jen Mazza (American, b. 1972, Washington DC, USA) - Peripety 1-7 from Peripety Project, Paintings: Oil on Linen (Info with each pic)

#theme: the body

fortjester

did a second listen of nothing's about to happen to me and a lot of the songs stood out to me for different reasons but i actually made pepe silvia boards abt these two soooo

#web weaving #mitski

cosmopolitanalienation-deactiva

The stars never answered back. Opening my box of friend misery. To feel like myself again. I'm where nobody can reach me. But I knew I would call again.

Oh I'm not okay. No idea whether to first work on my thoughts, to write a drabble in relation to my favourite characters, or feel it within myself and write something totally for me. I feel it in a dualistic way as if.

Jane prentiss my beloved.

Is what you lived through. What will you hold on to? Oh god haunting of hill House, the epitaph poem, Shirley Jackson novels. Grief. We turn into stories. I am having serious flashbacks and lack coherency to properly express them.

Stop being relatable mitski! Haha! Haha...

I have a different relationship with lakes, and the sea. It's between me, the sand and the sea. Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die. Drowning in the lake- the lady of the lake! Bly manor uff. The big city, the urban alienation yet the freedom in it– i talked about this to my psychiatrist too. You can start over, the stretched scale of so many lives living in the hustle culture, you can always rest within the seclusion of a lake, as it washes away the perception of time.

When I die, i hope i go just as beautifully. I'm not gone, I'm scattered in your life like so many pieces, of rain, or snow. I am NOT okay. The references are the cause of my death and this is just the surface level, i know there's a lot.

lilaccatholic

I got this while scrolling on instagram to try to convince me to join threads and I—

We did it. We finally saved her.

salbertwolf

Victor Glover (Pilot), Artemis II - April 4th 2026

themanwhoateastronomy

laika is playing fetch. why do you think we get shooting stars? the cosmos throws, and she runs. her owner is now everything: the burning sun, the ageless andromeda, every nebula and cloud. every dog is scared of vacuums. i hope she knew the drawl of the rocket’s engine was just the sound of what it meant to run forever. she takes naps sometimes. but her ears are always perked up now. she’s listening for the call of the cosmonauts: good girl, laika. go on, fetch.

we call them shooting stars. but thats just laika. she's fetching. on the biggest field any dog has ever seen. playing the biggest game there ever was. she slipped the leash of gravity. now she belongs to everything

evening-primroses

A LOVE AGAINST THE WORLD

maurice by e. m. forster // desert hearts (1985) dir. donna deitch // clare balding // romeo and juliet by sergio cupido // gay pirates by cosmo jarvis // cyanide by daniel ceaser

#on love