okay, just thinking out loud — the soft launch is my favorite era of a relationship. the vague song, the hand in frame, the "someone's been on my mind" post. tell me (vaguely) about your person. reblog with your soft launch energy. sending love to whoever needed this.
Donald Trump bull dozing 60 cherry trees for a golf course just proves he's a fucking piece of shit human being. I honestly don't understand how people think this is okay. Fuck you MAGA.
The more time you have to create, the more likely it is that you’ll produce a resounding failure. Death, however, provides stasis. You can’t tarnish your reputation by churning out shit-work if you’re six feet under.
I wonder why God couldn’t wait a couple more years��
You say you are God, but you feel more like the devil to me.
Why did he have to take someone so wonderful?
ITn the big brutalist building a man in a tweed suit holds a stone in his hand, a little coiled corpse inThe Floor of my Room
Ho stand on the world, let it mingle with your cells
e put his hand under the dip between my shoulders and taught me how to breathe an oceanic breath
huold your objectionsanless you are drowning, pause for giggles
elways good advice
bver known, or you need more water
aeing the harbinger of every death
snd on the digestion, stomach pain
jo much easier on the day-planner
auiced into a shortform summary
rt is so much better