i don't consume gay media the gay media consumes me
— vladimir nabokov, in a letter to his wife [24 march 1937] from letters to véra (trans. olga voronina & brian boyd)
#fuck I want this with my girlfriend
Let’s go on a date to the art museum and draw pictures of each other imitating a great artist’s style. At the end of the day, let’s go home and slow dance to our favourite music before cuddling on the couch and falling asleep
god the loneliness of young adulthood is so real
one day ❁
putting on my emotional support black nail polish
Stories Of My Childhood - B. N. Pressman
"Enough Music" by Dorianne Laux.
thinking about how very cool and nice it would be to hold a girl’s hand right now
I crave warmth everywhere. In the morning sun or in sunsets or in music, art, places, just warm energy. When people recommend you songs or movies or tell you how much you mean to them, when people say I love you out of the blue, or a smile from random strangers, people going on walks with you or a picnic date with friends, when somebody talks about the person they love or the times when you are laughing uncontrollably with a group of people you love, I crave that warmth.
Adonis, from Selected Poems; “To a Soothsayer” (tr. Khaled Mattawa)