okay. fine. i won’t give up on love forever and ever 🙄 i’m old enough to accept that love hides even in the most unexpected places and denying yourself the pleasure of recognizing it is pushing away something that’s inherent to the human condition. you happy now? alright.
tattoo work by needleshark
Now 60, handpoked by his girlfriend when he was 16
22 January, 1973
Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov
go outside and think about me
praised and confused by grace lee, 2023, oil on linen, 8 × 9.75 inches
— Haymitch Abernathy, Sunrise on the Reaping
Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980
Text ID: I seduce myself with my hope,
only real springheads know about tipping their face up to the sun and enjoying a gentle breeze and birdsong
ever since i was a little girl i’ve always known i’m a big fan of alone time