I swear by my principles, that I am not a petty bourgeois; in any case, I find myself situated in the line of the small proletariat.
“humanity is inherently selfish and bad” bbbrrrghuhjfkg. humanity is seeing a stranger’s grocery bag break open on the sidewalk and harvesting fruits and veggies from the branch-like cracks of the asphalt for them, just because you can. humanity is helping a lost child find their mother on a crowded beach, looking for the ladybug-patterned parasol with their hummingbird-small hand in yours. it’s an elder’s fingers wrapped around your arm as you help them up the stairs because the elevator is broken, and feeling like you’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to be doing, like this is what you would’ve been doing had you been alive centuries or even millennia ago. there will always be a heavily pregnant woman who will smile at your when you give up your seat, a nice blind man in the fruit aisle who will ask you to please pick the riper plantain for him, a tired cashier whose face will light up when you compliment their tattoo sleeve. humanity is connection
my moms org that increases native representation in the stem field
native american rights fund
have a good day today
the true beauty of hannibal is that they managed to pull that script off. if someone came up to me and said “i find the trout to be a very nietzchean fish” i’d slap them in the face. but they put mads mikkelsen in a three piece suit and had him say that line and everyone, myself included, was like “wow. very compelling. what an excellent show. i will keep watching.”
spiritually i’m working at a video rental store and recommending gross-out horror flicks to the trio of neighborhood rascals over the counter
I didn’t have it in myself to go with grace.
put in the tags your eye color and the color you would want your eyes to be, it’s for science
collage: sharp objects / gillian flynn