Mixed together, the contents of this blog are probably uncohesive and taste pretty bad.

Operates on a queue.

luthienne:

neurotypical-karen:

luthienne:

luthienne:

sorry i didn’t respond to your text right away. i was weeping at the sight of impossibly little white flowers scattered like stars in the desert brush

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This isn’t the same flower, but you’ve reminded me of this excerpt from The Sand County Almanac :)

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“he who searches for spring with his knees in the mud finds it […] a postscript to a hope”

gummybearattacktheworldofdespair:

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movie-gifs:

Carlo lives forever. With me, in my memories.
MEMORIES (1995) - Magnetic Rose dir. Kōji Morimoto


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why am i so stupid

drenched-in-sunlight:

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love to the strong 💐

never bothered to actually look up what goulash is so whenever someone mentions it this is all i see in my head

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pinktinselmonstrosity:

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striderbeats:

notquiteapex:

shonensupreme:

shonensupreme:

Sorry but actually the “press any button” greentext story is objectively the best one

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personally im a big fan of the wires one

4chan greentext with an image of a cat that looks annoyed that says: >buy wireless device >looks inside >wires

partial to this one mself

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jadedgenasi:

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I’ve seen this before, but it’s been years and it just came across my Twitter in its dying days. The words are from a favorite author of mine, Maggie Stiefvater, and they are the words I most need to hear when it comes to dealing with chronic pain and illness. I didn’t need this the first time I saw it, six years ago. I need it now. Maybe you do, too.

lifeinpoetry:

I’ll admit: I blamed her
for teaching me how

to be cruel to my body
because she let me

watch her set fire
to her own.

Blythe Baird, from “What a Body Inherits,” Sweet, Young, & Worried

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I also interpreted that scene as earlier, like maybe Dora or before. Because there's a moment, I think when you open the freezer with the prybar, that it's mentioned Harry had at one point wanted to research the pale, or be a poet.

yekokataa:

yes! great moment

ICE CREAM MAKER - This orange machine is dead-still. It has a hand-cranked ice cream churner and an electric freezer, the ice around it slowly melting. YOU - Turn the ice cream crank. ICE CREAM MAKER - Turning the crank feels oddly satisfying, like stirring your childhood dreams... In the distance you hear water dripping. INLAND EMPIRE [Easy: Success] - It's all gone now. You never became a poet or an entroponaut.ALT
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