Clayton Pond, The Shower in my Studio on Greene Street, 1969
we're not kids anymore.
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Clayton Pond, The Shower in my Studio on Greene Street, 1969
i love it whenever a cat walks up to another cat and slaps it right in the face for no reason at all completely unprovoked
jelly fish are gonna out-exist us because they don’t know things and they don’t pretend to that’s how it should be
everything is a circle so we’ll be right back
s/o to stuffed animals for being cute and tear-absorbent
booty shorts that say “i took my love, i took it down. climbed a mountain and i turned around. and i saw my reflection in the snow covered hills til the landslide brought me down. oh, mirror in the sky, what is love? can the child within my heart rise above? can i sail through the changin' ocean tides? can i handle the seasons of my life? well, i’ve been afraid of changing cause i’ve built my life around you. but time makes you bolder, even children get older, and i’m gettin' older, too” on the ass
before you ACT, THINK
Does it:
create yearning
make you sick with want
increase the physical ache to be held
contribute to longing eye contact across the room
force you to lie down like a Victorian waif undone by a single touch
make Oscar Wilde proud
Storm King Ranger Station // Lake Crescent, WA
“Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.”
— I Know What You Think of Me, Tim Kreider for the New York Times
women just get it. and men don’t. won’t elaborate
Spring
January 2019 Blog / Instagram
i want to dream
why does the chain by fleetwood mac go so hard there's no beat drop or anything just a guitar/bass instrumental and lyrics that absolutely fuck
you’re on the beach passing by one of those airbrush t shirt kiosks that have a million unlicensed characters on them but you see one with your exact face and name on it and he won’t sell it to you