fuck the grind. fuck work culture. i want a slow life. i want to wake up in the morning and scramble eggs and saute some spinach, squeeze some orange juice and cut up some strawberries, and eat it all while sitting on my porch and watching my goats mill about in the yard. i have a world of downtime to bake bread and garden and read and craft. i am free.
i love and support trans people! having this on your blog means you love and support trans people too!
“Postoiko” by Dmitry Mamin-Sibiryak, illustrated by A. Komarov (1928)
Little Jaimie Lee Curtis visiting her dad Tony Curtis on the set of "Some Like It Hot" (1959).
#JamieLeeCurtis
it eats me alive.
the-unknown-friend“In [fairy tales], power is rarely the right tool for survival anyway. Rather the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness - from beehives that were not raided, birds that were not killed but set free or fed, old women who were saluted with respect. Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in crisis”
— Rebecca Solnit, The Faraway Nearby (via larien-vardamir-arcamonel)
fuck with me
Full Moons 2023
M*A*S*H (19721983)
S08E01 • “Too Many Cooks”
BECOME UNFOLLOWABLE
This was a wild wild day. Lacks perspective.
“Chilly January. She gave herself to the dark waves,”
Bertolt Brecht, from Poems: 1913-1958; “The Legend of the Harlot Evelyn Roe,”
violentwavesofemotion“My whole being calls for an act of violence, but I still use velvet gloves.”
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947
(via violentwavesofemotion)
“She has spent a lot of time on her own and certainly that makes a person susceptible to overthinking simple transactions and occasionally losing perspective.”
— Claire-Louise Bennett, Checkout 19: A Novel (Riverhead Books, March 1, 2022)
whatever was left, that was ours for a while.
sunrise - louise glück
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