i love reading, i love thinking about what i am currently reading, i love thinking about what i am going to read next, i love being privileged enough to be able to read, read, read, and read so much that i never tire of it
Stranger Things
dirt enthusiast
Three Goblin Art
will byers stan first human second
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Show & Tell
Xuebing Du
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Janaina Medeiros

Origami Around
we're not kids anymore.

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i love reading, i love thinking about what i am currently reading, i love thinking about what i am going to read next, i love being privileged enough to be able to read, read, read, and read so much that i never tire of it
Me on january 1: “2026 is my year"
Me on january 18th, 2026:
Jenny Slate, Little Weirds // Philip K. Dick, Martian Time-Slip // @/onenhillion on ig // Farheen Effendi, "Love" // Blue Lock // Esmé Weijun Wang, The Collected Schizophrenias // Martha Gellhorn, Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn // @/onenhillion on ig // Ottessa Moshfegh, Eileen // maia, The Fall, The Rise
paris , france day three
Czeslaw Milosz, tr. by Robert Haas, from “Late Ripeness”, Second Space: New Poems
escape room but it's actually just my brain
you can never escape and the game never ends
living, laughing, losing my fucking mind
“The conventional wisdom of the Tower of Babel story is that the collapse was a misfortune. That it was the distraction, or the weight of many languages that precipitated the tower’s failed architecture. That one monolithic language would have expedited the building and heaven would have been reached. Whose heaven, she wonders? And what kind? Perhaps the achievement of Paradise was premature, a little hasty if no one could take the time to understand other languages, other views, other narratives period. Had they, the heaven they imagined might have been found at their feet. Complicated, demanding, yes, but a view of heaven as life; not heaven as post-life.”
— Toni Morrison’s Nobel lecture, December 7, 1993
Virginia Woolf, in a diary entry dated 1 July 1918, from The Diary of Virginia Woolf, Vol.I: 1915-1919
no offense but can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars oh i could really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now
Sir, that’s my emotional support unrealistic romantic delusion
Natalie Díaz, from “Postcolonial Love Poem”, Postcolonial Love Poem
Cheryl Chen, from "Cows in a Field"
Victoria Chang, "Passing", The Trees Witness Everything
one of my sexual fantasies is to have someone notice my absence and wonder about me