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it’s not ‘talking to myself’ it’s called a soliloquy you fuck
The Orphans From Annie Teach You… How to Navigate Menopause
being offered ai at every turn
R.I.P. Sam Neill
Man leads his dog, detail from the coffin of Khui
Middle Kingdom, 12th Dynasty, ca. 1991-1783 BC. From Tomb 8, Asyut. Now in the Egyptian Museum, Cairo. JE 36445
Photo: Richard Barnes
Mons (Belgique), la serrure de l’hôtel de ville.
Is that a trebuchet in your pants or are you just happy to siege me
"lock in" is probably one of the most important phrases to enter the public lexicon in the 2020s
Im weighing in on the discourse. We need to start putting sea monsters on maps again.
kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc
Imagine playing weekend at Bernie’s with a senator for days only for another to just drop.
What is prev to you?
the smell of woodsmoke in the dark
sunlight glittering on drifts of snow
opening chords to a classic song after an ad break on the radio
daisies in a mason jar
the curve in the road you always take a bit too fast
blank notebook with a leather cover
a stone church with carvings and spires and stained-glass
a cool pillow and a warm blanket at midnight
playlist that makes sense to no one else
yellow leaf floating down a clear cold river
silver fog over green hills and warm hands in raincoat pockets
a strain of violin music floating through a crowded subway
let the weird girl get passionate for no reason