Intimacy to the point of creation

Do you ever think about how many of the items now considered priceless artifacts were once commonplace items? The coins we now marvel at from behind the glass at a museum were once tossed around, stepped on, and traded around. The pottery painstakingly pieced back together was somebody’s favorite wine jug. The decorative pin now rusted and bent once held together the shoulder of someone’s chiton. History is simply a trail of ordinary people going about their day, and I think there’s an odd sort of beauty in that.

so excited for lorde to tell me who i am now

(climbing through your bedroom window at night) oh don’t worry i’m vaccinated. why are you screaming

renga at the laundromat what will they do

do i believe in romance…not sure. am i obsessed with it…absolutely

idk about soulmates but those people who eat parts of the food or candy that you don't like and you do the same for them.....we've lived a hundred lifetimes together probably

angry girl music is so important to the world everyone say thank you to angry girls for making music where would we be without them

“I wish my favorite characters would go to therapy 😭 😭 😭” well I don’t! I’m having fun. I hope they kill even more people

oh the heartbreak of a small, gay, and friendless middle schooler on a road trip, who can devour 500 page novels in single sittings, faced with the cruelty and callousness of a universe where reading in a moving vehicle will give you motion sickness

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

the number of times i think about the full body viking skeleton i saw in the museum is ridiculous like when i say it haunts me i mean it actually haunts me

im so thankful for bread and what its done for us as a society. u can put so many things on it. u can toast it. u can dip it in soup. where would we be without you bread. in a bad fucking place let me tell you