this blog is not a well-curated museum. it’s my bedroom & i’m putting things on my shelf & taping things on the wall

here's hoping people never stop asking

fun fact! when you say jokes or laugh with someone, your heartbeats synchronise! and it happens even if you're not physically close to one another!!

source: Lackner, H.K. et al. (2019) 'Impact of humor-related communication elements in natural dyadic interactions on interpersonal physiological synchrony’, Psychophysiology, 56(4), p. e13320–n/a. doi:10.1111/psyp.13320

how do y’all have drama on HERE? just reblog a pair of tiddies or a highland cow and chill the fuck out

i love being up early but i love being up late. and i love getting lots of sleep. what now.

get a load of this! (cool fresh autumn air)

eu amava você, eu verdadeiramente amava você. eu desejava uma vida com você. você pode me odiar agora. você pode fingir que eu nunca existi. você pode me bloquear para sempre,

mas eu te peço

nunca

nenhum dia sequer

pense que eu não te amei

Sue Zhao

ALT

Alex Dimitrov

gallery walls appreciation post because lately i've been obsessed with them ✶

“It’s a lie that poetry is only read by or “speaks to” people in the universities or elite intellectual circles; in many such places, poetry barely speaks at all. Poems are written and absorbed, silently and aloud, in prisons, in prairie kitchens, urban basement workshops, branch libraries, battered women’s shelters, homeless shelters, offices, a public hospital for disabled people, an HIV support group. A poet can be born in a house with empty bookshelves. Sooner or later, they will need books.”

— Adrienne Rich, What Is Found There: Notebooks on Poetry and Politics, 1994. 

I love being alone <- girl who has known nothing but loneliness her entire life and so has no choice but to take comfort in it