"I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn’t, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it’s the halves that halve you in half. I didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me." - Like Crazy
winter mornings; the cold air is seeping, slowly sinking into your bones and you cover up, the sunlight slightly peeking through the window. you find yourself enjoying the winter mornings.
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people who dry swallow pills go hard as hell and should not be fucked with
I’ve left this in my ask for a while so I’m sorry about that but here it goes:
- I have a thing for notebooks. I kind of want to buy more and more of them. I think it’s a writer’s thing. The last one I got has like painted dots on it and it’s super cute.
- I love getting letters and postcards. (It’s so freaking exciting.)
- I am Britta Perry. (I’m not kidding).
- I just discovered this site and I just want to help everyone.
- I can live on Mac & Cheese and Diet Sunkist (sadly I can’t).
better start preparing for the christmas special
Everyone just knows
it’s slippin’ away,
there’s nothin’ we can do.
it’s slippin’ away,
there’s no tomorrow without you…
Websites for when you want to:
- un-disgruntle yourself
- comfort someone
- be comforted
- go to a quiet place
- press a magic button and fix everything
- get a hug
- see something cute
- hear rain noises
- play cute games
- cut something/someone (blood)
- break something
- open a window
- have a guided relaxation
- listen to nature sounds (or here)
- do nothing for 2 minutes
- play the piano
- make cute ecards
- make cool music (ex.)
- get an idea for what to do
- avoid boredom
- watch a dream
- have a stickman adventure
Petra Collins The Teenage Gaze (II)
hannibal & visual porn: lines and bars
It feels increasingly like the places are enveloping their characters in a grid of lines and bars. (..) Fuller emphasizes this by drawing close to these gridded habitats, suffocating the mere mortals in slowly zooming, confining shots. (…) The overwhelming impression is not just that the world is imprisoning the characters, but also that Hannibal is the force behind the imprisonment. The lines seem to become puppet strings. [x]