i think love is revolutionary because when done right, it allows for accountability, for growth, for healing, for laughter, for joy, for connection, for touch, for coming home. maybe it is foolish of me, even a little stupid to think of it as such but when done right, when honoured, when fulfilled, when prepared and boiled and served well, it truly does magic, it truly changes lives, it nourishes, it feeds, it gives hope, hope, so much of it.
anyone need serotonin?
“Desire, I think, is a portal where we look at the thing we want, but we also look at the other things that are gathered around that. And I don’t think I know of any better vehicle for holding all that together than poetry. In the lines of poetry, there’s so much said and so much implied, so much lurking in the silence of a poem and so much present in the text of it.”
— Pádraig Ó Tuama, from the Poetry Unbound Podcast, “Yu Xiuhua | Crossing Half of China to Sleep with You”
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• March 14th: Pi Day
• March 15th: Ides of March
• April 1st: April Fools Day and Mishapocalypse Memorial Day
• April 13th: Homestuck Day
• April 20th: Weed Day
• September 8th: Queen Elizabeth Killed By Sans Undertale Day
• November 5th: Destiel Canon Day
"Every time a man yells you are seven years old again."
Clementine von Radics, “Mouthful of Forevers.”
the lives they lived: jeff buckley; his father's son
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Fun and games until the balloon pops
Mona Lisa cat nest 😭