I’m sorry I cannot say I love you when you say
you love me. The words, like moist fingers,
appear before me full of promise but then run away
to a narrow black room that is always dark,
where they are silent, elegant, like antique gold,
devouring the thing I feel. I want the force
of attraction to crush the force of repulsion
and my inner and outer worlds to pierce
one another, like a horse whipped by a man.
I don’t want words to sever me from reality.
I don’t want to need them. I want nothing
to reveal feeling but feeling—as in freedom,
or the knowledge of peace in a realm beyond,
or the sound of water poured into a bowl.

Henri Cole, “Gravity and Center,” Blackbird and Wolf (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 2007)

Track: Every Other Freckle
Artist: Alt-j (∆)
Album: This Is All Yours
Tags: , so much


Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.

But also you don’t have to get married to do those things.d


I drove across the state this weekend.
I had an amazing time.
People are wonderful.
The whole lot of you.

Delicate and reckless
Cautious and kind.


i’m crying (x)


Drinking is bad, feelings are worse.


in the last week my neck and back have fucked up, my mac has broken and now my iPhone screen is broken kill me


my neck, my back, my iphone and my mac (are broken)

Kid gets a banana as a prank gift from his parents on his birthday. Look at his excitement. This kid is my hero. 


why do fantasy worlds always have to include real world misogyny and sexism