I’m a crap artist.
I’m the kind of person who runs away from problems. Not good. I’ve been ignoring that which must not be named procrastinating on work and having toast for breakfast and water for lunch Not the best summer But not the worst either.
xivora: do you ever just break out in song when you hear a certain word?
so much joy it hurts: Fragments, Howard Altmann →
kathleenjoy: An old man with a new hat is running out of pride. I want to tell the truth but I don’t know how. The wind is our best pen and it blows poetry out of the water. I wait for days and weeks to enter a feeling that’s had years to leave. The ocean keeps throwing questions it has all the answers to. A…
do you ever finish a book and then close it sort of reverently and just hold it close to you for a moment and then for a while you see the world a bit differently because you’re still half in and half out of that book
glimmering: moment of silence for the women who are competing in the olympics while on their period
hey now, hey now, this is what dreaaams are made...
the solution to a bad day is re-watching an old movie that always makes you smile.
uh. I’m so fucking depressed! Never gonna raise my expectations like that again, what’s the point?! :c
me: wow that guy over there is really hot
hot guy: is that a potato staring at me