#no one belongs here more than you

[quotelr]

I walked down the hall and saw that [she] was sitting on the floor next to a chair. This is always a bad sign. It's a slippery slope, and it's best just to sit in chairs, to eat when hungry, to sleep and rise and work. But we have all been there. Chairs are for people, and you're not sure if you are one.

Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You

[vitamin-zzzzs]

“Some people are uncomfortable with silences. Not me. I’ve never cared much for call and response. Sometimes I will think of something to say and then I ask myself: is it worth it? And it just isn’t.”

[asoftepiloguemylove]

"I laughed and said, 'Life is easy.' What I meant was, 'Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.'"

Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You

[dreamy-conceit]

Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is really worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person’s face as you pass them on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing. Stand up and face the east. Now praise the sky and praise the light within each person under the sky. It’s okay to be unsure. But praise, praise, praise.

— Miranda July, 'No One Belongs Here More Than You'

[kcthrowback]

“I made orange juice from concentrate and showed her the trick of squeezing the juice of one real orange into it. It removes the taste of being frozen. She marveled at this, and I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.”

[blackwaterridge]

I looked at the sky just to see what it felt like. I pretended I was pausing before telling him about the secret feeling of joy I hide in my chest, waiting, waiting, waiting for someone to notice that I rise each morning, seemingly with nothing to live for, but I do rise, and it is only because of this secret joy, God’s love, in my chest.

Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You

[music-despite-everything]

Ten True Things by Miranda July

Photographed here by Emman Montalvan for kinfolk.com. Styling by Rebecca Ramsey.

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One of my favorite artists, Miranda July is an American film director, screenwriter, singer, actress, author, and artist. Her body of work includes film, fiction, monologue, digital media presentations, and live performance art. She wrote, directed, and starred in the indie film classic Me and You and Everyone We Know (2005) and, most recently, wrote and directed Kajillionaire (2020). She grew up in Berkeley, CA, performing at 924 Gilman, a local punk rock club, and went to school at College Prep in Oakland, CA.

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What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again. The day felt like a birthday, our first, and we ourselves were the gifts, to be opened again and again. One thing we did was try on each other's shoes. My shoes were almost twice as big as hers, and this seemed okay. It wasn't just my shoes; it was my feet and all the other parts of my body, too. She held her arm against my arm, and it looked like an embryo next to a child. She said maybe she was still growing, and we pressed our legs against each other's legs, and these, too, were radically different sizes, and our curiosity was blossoming like a rose, we wanted to know, we really wanted to know, all the unknowable things about each other and how we were the same and how we were different, if we even were, maybe nobody is. We wanted to strike lightning in dark waters, to see, if only for a second, the entire world that lives down there, the ten million species in amazing colors and patterns; show us life, now. We pressed or stomachs and lips together, and these, too, were different sizes, but my lips were roughly the same size as her ear, and her arm, when wrapped around my waist, felt long and, more important, was warm. We grew still and stared at each other. It seemed incredibly dangerous to look into each other's eyes, but we were doing it. For how long can you behold another person? Before you have to think of yourself again, like dipping the brush back in for more ink. For a very long time; you didn't need to get more ink, there was no reason to get anything else, because she was as good as me, she lived on earth like me, she suffered as I did.

From her collection of stories: No one belongs here more than you.

[catmint1]

I gave you things I wasn’t sure I even had.

—Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You

[formerprincewille]

Something that really sets Wille and Simon apart from other queer ships is that when we say their love language is physical touch, IT REALLY IS PHYSICAL TOUCH. And I’m not speaking of just sex. Over the course of the show, the amount of touching between them is astronomical. And that’s really something rarely seen in queer media. There may be moments here or there, but often times there’s a lack of physical contact unless it’s for “the plot”. Wille and Simon feel like a real couple in the way they’re always physically reaching out for each other.

[resqectable]

I laughed and said, ‘Life is easy.’ What I meant was, 'Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.’

Miranda July; No One Belongs Here More Than You

[thehopefulquotes]

I laughed and said, ‘Life is easy.’ What I meant was, 'Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.’

Miranda July; No One Belongs Here More Than You

[quotefeeling]

I laughed and said, ‘Life is easy.’ What I meant was, 'Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.’

Miranda July; No One Belongs Here More Than You

[vitamin-zzzzs]

"They wordlessly excused each other for not loving each other as much as they had planned to. There were empty rooms in the house where they had meant to put their love, and they worked together to fill these rooms with midcentury modern furniture."

[perfectquote]

I laughed and said, ‘Life is easy.’ What I meant was, 'Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.’

Miranda July; No One Belongs Here More Than You

[thoughtkick]

I laughed and said, ‘Life is easy.’ What I meant was, 'Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.’

Miranda July; No One Belongs Here More Than You

[surqrised]

I laughed and said, ‘Life is easy.’ What I meant was, 'Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.’

Miranda July; No One Belongs Here More Than You