all i had, i gave.
Don't stop talking about Palestine
i saw Hanif Abdurraqib speak at the Philly Central Library last night and i wish i could put to words what it meant to me. he talked about mortality, grief, fire, enemies, his writing process, slam poetry, drummers, music, his father, diminish timing, love, everything. the way his brain works and his eloquence truly astounds me.
the way he talks about grief and its incorporation into one’s life is unlike anything else i’ve heard. i’ve never felt more understood than when i read/hear his words about grief, loss, and love.
i gave him a couple copies of my zines, one of which was directly inspired by his All Things Considered interview and he seemed genuinely touched and excited to read them. he noticed my hat. i cried a lot.
dudes, we did not go through the hassle of getting these fake IDs for this jukebox to not have any Springsteen by Hanif Abdurraqib
Our little stupid conversation means more to me than you think
cmon child safety lid you know it's me
“Why did you follow this person ? uwu”
I’ve been here for fourteen years, do you think I remember? I don’t know who any of these people are anymore. I don’t know why they’re on my dash. I allow them to stay because they haven’t pissed me off enough to unfollow them yet. “Why did you follow this person?” I’m not sure I ever did. They’re just part of my ecosystem now.
I'm sorry what the fuck did you just say ??? This has to be fake.
Invading other countries and violating their soverignty has been what constituted the majority of french history for at least the past 500 years
Are You There?
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
THIS ONE FUCKING WORKS. REBLOG IT.
this for real fucking works
*attempts to log into bank account*
To continue answer security question: “Where and how will you die?”
types in “alone in a ditch wearing a clown costume”
*i view my account balance of $4.47*
i am a big believer in letting music (and other media) come to you when you're ready for it. you may only know vaguely of an acclaimed beloved artist and suspect that you'd be into them but just... not ever get around to it. and then in 15 years one of their songs just hits you the right way and what a gift to suddenly have all of their works to explore! there is no hurry; what is good is always good.
it really is insane how waking up early will grant you access to some of the most beautiful sights and sensations in the world that will make you want to live forever, but only if you overcome the gauntlet of a thousand razors that is getting out of bed early. truly one of life's little saw traps.