days of the week;
monday: snoozing your alarm clock, navy, seeing the moon in the morning, vanilla ice cream, writing poetry, blurry photographs, windswept hair, iced coffee
tuesday: seeing a cat on the street, a light rain shower, untied shoelaces, indistinct music from someone else’s earphones, empty coffee shops, denim jackets, long train rides
wednesday: pastel highlighters, drinking water, group laughter, plucking daisy petals, floral scents, counting down to a birthday, peonies
thursday: old books, a downpour, telling the truth, comfortable silence, hand holding, wrapping a gift, the smell of leather, reminiscence
friday: neon lights, sweet cravings, a little bit drunk, falling in love with a stranger, remembering your dreams, cherry red, late night showers, desserts at midnight
saturday: watering plants, childhood cartoons, a bowl of cereal, meeting someone new, waking up early and laying in bed, spontaneous plans, sitting on a rooftop
sunday: strawberry smoothies, golden hour, a soft feeling of wistfulness, lazy afternoons, 4pm naps, lofi mixes, deja vu, long daydreams, lighting sparklers
Brian wanting to paint something awesome for noah and asking jude for help because let’s be honest the boy can’t even draw a straight line. And Jude gets so excited !!!! She gathers pamphlets and art books and tries to teach him a billion techniques he can’t even begin to comprehend and he’s just! so! lost! He spends a week working on 5 different sketches and “ohmygod jude they’re terrible, i’m terrible, i don’t know how you two do it, i should have sticked to sports. Do you think he’d like a signed ball??? Or maybe a telescope??” Oscar just laughs because god damn of course picasso would fall in love with a guy who can’t tell the difference between the color yellow and the color mustard. In the end, he ends up giving Noah a simple pencil drawing of him and noah star gazing with smudges all over bc he’s left handed and the struggle is real. he writes a tiny ‘i love you’ in the corner of the paper with a smiley face bc he’s a fucking dork like that and he’s so embarrased when he gives it to Noah like srsly he can’t even look at him. But even though it’s kinda terrible and it looks like it was done by a 9-year-old in sweetwine standards, Noah absolutely loves it. And late at night he stares at it and tries to hold back tears because jesus he has spent so much of his time drawing and painting the world and the people around him and no one besides his sister had ever taken the time to draw something JUST FOR HIM. and of course he spends the rest of the week grinning ,feeling like he’s walking on clouds and god he’s honestly considering having it framed????? and he’s so so glad he isn’t a horse because he loves that rock-collecting baseball-playing boy so damn much and he doesn’t know where he would be without him.
types of people
moon - candid photos. listening to songs under a blanket. scented candles. the glow of city lights past midnight. picking a wildflower for yourself.
flower - blushing from smiling too much. a bouquet of roses from a lover. a wish on a fallen eyelash. love letters. giving your whole heart to someone. birds singing in the morning.
song - blowing a kiss to the stars. potted plants and stacks of filled notebooks. old magazines. walking down a street in paris. sketching a stranger on the train. silhouettes at 5pm.
sunset - messy scribbles on polaroids. memories tinted with gold. 80s music. a road trip with your best friends. cold soda in the dappled shade. a shell from a beach five summers ago.
cloud - a million daydreams. the comforting scent of old books. fresh sheets after a bath. fairy lights and fluffy cushions. cookies and milk. laughing with someone and being unable to stop.
mist - watching a small raindrop roll down the window. putting on earphones in a bus. staring at the ceiling and thinking about nothing. music from a time you’d rather forget.
Sometimes it’s the very people who no one imagines anything of who do the things no one can imagine.
The Imitation Game (2014), dir. Morten Tyldum
James: But I grew on you.
Lily: Yes, like moss or toe fungus.
Jandy Nelson could make a story about Noah Sweetwine eating peanut butter and I would read it and probably cry about it
-liquid galaxies: Has a deep love for fuzzy blankets. Just wanna cuddle and watch good movies. Has a soft spot for animals. Loves hot cocoa. Will sit with you until 4 in the morning just talking about the meaning of life. Thinks about the infiniteness of the universe a lot. Listens to lofi study playlists on youtube, you know the ones. Overthinks. Constantly trying to be a better person. Grateful for the little things in life. Just want to talk with someone. An Intellectual™. Wants to read more than they do. They don’t just hug you, they hold you tight and make you feel a little less alone in the world.
-bottled sunshine: Loves pressing flowers and essential oils. The type of person you’d grab brunch with. They care about bees more than most people care about anything. Probably has a garden or at least a few plants. Their laugh is the nicest sound you will ever hear. Nice fashion sense. Will defend the color yellow to their grave. Likes for things to match. Puts everything into their calendar/planner. Likes spinning in circles and stretching and bouncing and swinging your joint hands back and forth. Loves to go on walks. Looking at their smile will make you a little more happy to be alive.
-Moonlit lakes: Tea addict. A little on the quiet side. Loves long baths and scented candles. Trying to be a nicer person because they don’t realize how nice they already are. Loves to sit and just take in the scenery. Great listeners, make you feel heard. The Mom Friend™. Texts to ask if you’re okay or if you had a good day. Notices things most people don’t. Always have a different perspective. Needs to let people help them a bit more. A little ball of stress but trying their hardest. They will look you in your eyes with such warmth and love that you love yourself just a tad more too.
-Lighting Veins: Has probably drunk at least one energy drink in the last hour. The type of person you go out on the town with. Extravert. What they lack in self control they make up for with sheer enthusiasm. Always starting a new project. Full of inspiration. Can never shut off their mind. Will laugh with you over the stupidest things. A bit on the sarcastic side. Full of wanderlust. Constantly talks about all the trips they want to go on and places they want to see. Wants to do everything. Wants to be everything. Listening to them talk about your dreams makes you a bit more excited about existing.
you can do this. stop sabotaging yourself and your dreams. there will be risks, there will be stress, but go on and actually pursue what you want to do. you will not regret having tried, all things considered. self-doubt can destroy so much of your life. don’t let it, please.
Candy Jar ~ 2018 netflix
Apple boys: Good grades, light sweaters over button downs, crooked smiles, hanging out with lots of different kinds of people, walking in the woods with your friends
Banana boys: Snorting when laughing, bare feet, the beach, a cold drink on a hot day, physical affection, painted nails, smoothies, cute happy dogs, dirty jokes during sleepovers
Lemon boys: Color coding, fidgeting, anxiety, the pool in the summer, stretching when you first wake up, brutal honesty, gummy candy, bright colors, patterned socks
Peach boys: Sunrises, thrift shopping, red cheeks, pastels, having just a few close friends, picnics, overalls, pretty jewelry, stuffed animals, vintage clothes, candles during a power outage
Cherry boys: Makeup, late night walks, one night stands, falling in love easily, dancing in the kitchen late at night, writing secret love letters, dark eyes, curly hair, neon signs, holding hands while sleeping
Mango boys: Boardwalks in the summer, tanned skin, reuniting with old friends, flip flops, crop tops, running your hand through your lover’s hair, sand angels, climbing trees, picking berries from the vine
Strawberry boys: Getting excited for no reason, sleeping in past noon, freckles, walking around aimlessly, brightly colored turtlenecks, gardening in the morning, the sound of birds in the summer
Lucy Liu + this red pantsuit in Set It Up (2018)