So, I must try again, I must attempt to grab the words.
& brushes & paints.
Joy is at my fingertips.
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So, I must try again, I must attempt to grab the words.
& brushes & paints.
Joy is at my fingertips.
breath by breath
this little death smells so sweet,
I forget it’s me who’s decaying
so I bury my nose in deep
and inhale my last while we’re swaying
there’s that look in your eye
I am born on the in-breath,
with the out I die
when you stroke my hair,
with your lips to my ear
I slip sweetly away -
to where each blink is night
and each glance is day -
this inanimate body set aflame
every last heady gasp
only brightens the blaze
And you’ll fall away, and then into love
I gave and I gave but it was never enough.
The thrill of your name, still sweet on my tongue
Part of me died on the night of our love.
I was a poet; you were a thief
The dark caress of the underneath.
Poetry? Never a simple song
I was at the beginning but knew I was wrong.
I’ll love, and I’ll love, to give it away
The print of your soul is still on my frame.
I’ll know: the darkness was never so safe
As held in your arms in the softest embrace.
i see new gods in your eyes and i, nonbeliever, imagine for the first time spending the night on my knees
i'd press prayers into bruises and lay my love down at your feet to wake to no new aches and no new blood on the sheets
The gloved hand is reaching in to flick the switch
There's not one goddamn thing that you can do about it
there’d better be a mirrorball - arctic monkeys dir. alex turner
— Anne Sexton, Elegy in the Classroom
fall in love with small, beautiful things– with sunrises on foggy mornings, warm drinks on cold days, hot soup for a sore throat, cat and dog sightings, long hugs, your favorite songs playing over public speakers, days marked as special on the calendar, compliments from strangers, getting a new shirt you look good in, with your own laughter
“A mere glimpse into the depths of your being would be enough to sustain me for a lifetime.”
“No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don’t.”
— Stephen King, The Stand
“You were unsure which pain is worse - the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.”
— Simon Van Booy, Everything Beautiful Began After
Europe right now 😁
Once covid isn't a threat anymore we should bring back throwing milkshakes at politicians
Better times
If I’m a bi girl and I fuck a bi guy it’s literally gay sex btw like pemdas or whatever like it cancels out
once again we have to have this conversation about bi people in heterosexual relationships benefiting from straight privilege only to make jokes at actual gay peoples expense. this is the number one reason why bisexuals are hands down the absolute worst members of our community. (yall notice how pan people dont do this right? i swear bi people put on performative queerness from insecurity that people doubt theyre actually bi and they make it gay peoples problem)
did i effectively utilize performative queerness when i had sex with your dad
I desperately want a shirt that says “worst member of the lgbt community”
Because this is apparently stick up for wolves day.
Wolf reintroduction in Yellowstone has changed the ecosystem *significantly*.
One remarkable thing that was not predicted that demonstrates how interlinked these things are:
Wolf eat elk.
Elk eat fewer willows.
Willows become healthier.
Number of beavers increase.
Number of songbirds increase.
Overall health of streams increases.
Number of fish increases.
Water table stabilizes.
This is called a “trophic cascade” and we normally see them as bad things. But a positive trophic cascade is an amazing thing, and apparently nobody predicted this one.
What they didn’t predict was that wolf predation would keep elk on the move so they wouldn’t overgraze a specific area.
When the elk overgrazed the willows, they removed the best source of food for beavers during the winter.
Once that stopped happening, the beaver population rebounded and it turns out beavers are pretty good for the entire ecosystem.
Birds! They chirp and it’s so beautiful.
Far away cow moos
My friend has this is his back yard and to say I cried is an understatement.
My best friends singing voice
The filter for my fish tank! Bubble bubble bubble
I sit in the bass section in band. Today I could clearly hear the flutes up at the front! They’re not great, but I can finally hear them!
The sound of walking in sand.
Soft but kinda crunchy? Very nice sound 10/10
Me playing guitar for the first time. Took the hearing aids out. Not a very good sound… yet
Tree leaves in the wind. I got a little spooked at first because it’s 1 am and I’m alone in the park but it’s a real good sound.
Bees
Let me say, it was really fucking terrifying walking past the flowering tree in my backyard and hearing zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz coming from it.
“sunlight” by Hozier
I sat in my car alone while listening to it. I knew it would be special but wow, that was a religious experience.
Their hooves make sounds in the grass but they are completely silent. Beautiful creatures. Beautiful sound
Pine needles and pine cones make crunchy sounds!!! Oh my! Very nice
Colored pencils make a real nice scratch noise when I’m drawing. I didn’t know they did that
I forgot to add this is the beginning! But that little sniffing noise that dogs make when they’re smelling the air or the ground? Wonderful!
OCEAN!!!!!!
So there was just an entire booth full of wind chimes for sale at mountain fair. It started to get a little windy and they all went off at once. It was so pretty.