Whenever Someone Asks Me How I'm Feeling, How Old I Am Or What I Like To Do In My Free Time, I Feel Like

happy new year’s eve <3

“Happy were the ages when the starry sky was the map of all possible paths, ages of such perfect social integration that no drug was required to link the hero to the whole.”

— Ben Lerner, Leaving the Atocha Station

Scrolling through Tumblr like I’m searching for pieces of me.

coming across a post from a mutual who hasn't opted in yet

this is going to sound like such a little sibling ass take but i genuinely believe that being a little bit annoying is actually a greater sign of maturity and self awareness than being universally likeable and on good terms with everyone

vampire who’s married to an archaeologist voice: my love, stop trying to carbon date me

Hari Alluri, from “Ancestral Memory”, After Kwame Dawes 

The calm sighs that escape when no one is looking. The whispered prayers in crowded jams. The way you press your palms to your chest, steadying breath when the world feels too heavy. I honour the surrendering it takes to say, "I'm fine.” When you're anything but, and the courage it takes to cry-I do not know all the stories we women carry. But I know they run deep. I honour every one of them.

Aidi Basi