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i can't believe the sun still shines through the green silk of summer leaves, the light still scatters in a thousand directions atop the sea water shuddering home, the air i breathe has cycled & been recycled since my ancestors walked this earth, since life on this little planet heaved its first little breaths. i can't believe i have hands to weave the future and sometimes all they can do is grip my body like i'm holding on for dear life. what a dear life it is!
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#happy 10 years to this album#one good thing breakup brought me was that i learned to play a few palehound songs on the guitar lol
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being crushed under the weight of a feeling that i cannot name or identify and suddenly it is august and i’m not sure what the point is but i know it has to do with love
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we are bringing back delusions of grandeur
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also want to learn to sew with stretchy fabric, with heavier fabric (maybe denim?) and with swimsuit fabric... a girl can dream...
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finding this early 90s dress at the thrift store has ignited something in me.... it is so form fitting (not in a tight way !!) and adjusted to my body proportions... i am on a ban until 2026 from buying anything textile related for my little crafts but as soon as the ban is lifted i need to find patterns and beautiful fabric to sew things that are this flattering
#everything i've sewn this far is v baggy and quite square in shape#which i do not hate#but i want to make things i would have a hard time finding while shopping#and fast fashion is so good at making just square and loose things to fit a maximum of silhouettes#instead of actually taking into account different shapes and curves.#ANYWAY !!!!!
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Excerpt from "Angels Of The Get-Through" by Andrea Gibson
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the thing about 10 pm is that 10 pm is basically midnight if you're not careful
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unfortunately i could never be nonchalant because i am not well in the head and also my soul is on fire
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Michelle Zauner / Japanese breakfast for SSENSE
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Oh ok so it turns out ive been borrowing grief from the future ! it turns out ive been preparing to lose the things i love rather than basking in the light of them while they last. Maybe i should nt do that
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What goes too long unchanged destroys itself. The forest is forever because it dies and dies and so lives.
— Tales From Earthsea: Dragonfly, by Ursula Le Guin
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i have coping strategies that definitely count as psychological torture
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emotional processing is so funny because sometimes you’ll be violently sobbing on your bedroom floor over something that happened 4 years ago and then you’ll just. get up and make coffee. and go to the grocery store. and take all this fundamental sadness for a walk. and ponder the cosmic experiences of humanity while eating a sandwich. and that’s healing.
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to begin with, the sweet grass by mary oliver, from “devotions”
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