“We’re each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?”— Ursula K. Le Guin, from “Nine Lives”, in The Wind’s Twelve Quarters
this coffee tastes like i can still have a beautiful life
‘Night Clocks’ by Lisa Benson
sorry i didn’t answer your texts. a dove wept and i had to listen
c3po:
i find it kind of honey i find it kind of jam
a victorian silver perfume flask shaped as a rose, e. stockwell, london, 1881 .
Does anyone . Want to hang out
can i come over and act weird in your presence
Wednesday the king vulture chick is almost a year old now! She’s still adorable.
seek professional help (an exorcist)
1.10 // 3.08 // 4.09
whenever I go out in public I feel like such an outsider like was I ever meant to be human? can I go back home?