Journey through an old house and I’ll tell you your fatal flaw
creator: snowangel1 on uquiz
description: “We’re going into the old brick house at the end of the road. I hope you’ll be warm enough. The heating doesn’t work; no one’s lived here for years.”
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drive and listen
window swap
natural history museum online tour
have a nice lil walk
radio break aghh i love this
listen to trees
this is going to have me on my hands and knees dry heaving
in a world where there is so much grief to be had, leading the people to water and letting them drink from your cupped hands
i started listening to carly rae jespen because of this essay (i’ll put it below) and i think about it all the time. like. this guy says it better than i ever could.
Mary Szybist, from Incarnadine: Poems
unaliving as we speak right now in this very moment
― Han Kang, The White Book
[ text ID: I hold nothing dear. Not the place where I live, not the door I pass through every day, not even, damn it, my life. ]
good news: it has passed & you will never have to experience it again.
bad news: it has passed & you will never have to experience it again
You have to forgive yourself, because self-shame is self-sabotage.
‘Sommarnattens leende’ (1955) by Ingmar Bergman
sum i made, nothing compares to the feeling pencil on paper evokes