i wish this website brought me the joy that it used to. sure i have tons of brainrot but i took pleasure in posting things and making friends with ppl in different fandom spaces. idk maybe it's because i'm not a teen anymore but i just don't feel like i could ever do that on this site again.
altho tbh i find myself rarely posting on social media in general so that could be a part of it. i feel as if don't know how to engage online anymore.
How come your smile is so warm and bright?
omg who sent this? this is so sweet. thank you :+)
Twin Peaks: Pilot (1990) dir. David Lynch
hiiii… fuck i should use this again maybe
Czesław Miłosz, from “Beautiful Times.”
yo so i guess we’re coming back here now
“Para un habitante de Nueva York, París, o Londres, la muerte es la palabra que jamás se pronuncia porque quema los labios. El mexicano, en cambio, la frecuenta, la burla, la acaricia, duerme con ella, la festeja, es uno de sus juguetes favoritos y su amor más permanente. Cierto, en su actitud hay quizá tanto miedo como en la de otros; más al menos no se esconde ni la esconde; la contempla cara a cara con impaciencia, desdén o ironía: ‘si me han de matar mañana, que me maten de una vez’.” - Octavio Paz (El Laberinto de la Soledad, 1950)
Halloween (1978) dir. John Carpenter
green house
