crazy how at any point you can decide you want to learn something new and then commit to it and see improvement. yippee :-)
you're in a car with a beautiful boy, and- well you're not actually in the car with him, but he's driving it and you can feel it (because its your car), and being on the phones practically the same- and you're trying not to tell him you love him and you're trying to choke down the feeling- which is easier then usual right now because he's driving under the speed limit which he knows you hate- and you're trembling (he's eating a travel sweet- is he trying to kill you?) but he- why is the car YELLOW now what the fuck-
saying "are you haunted? are you fucking possessed?" is my favorite way to express my taking issue with someone else's behavior. like brother you are acting so strange and unlike yourself that the only explanation is you are being tormented by a spirit of some kind.
Labour: the north hates pride stuff
Meanwhile in the north even our rural towns are getting pride events the north doesn’t hate lgbtq+ labour does
The term "Cost of living" is repulsive when you really think about it.
Like the idea there is a cost to being allowed to live, that living/being alive has fees attached to the entire concept.
And it gets even worse when a certain type of British person turns it into the 'cossy livs' which is then parroted back by our media to make people's suffering sound cozy and enjoyable.
40,000 years ago, early humans painted hands on the wall of a cave. This morning, my baby cousin began finger painting. All of recorded history happened between these two paintings of human hands. The Nazca Lines and the Mona Lisa. The first TransAtlantic flight and the first voyage to the Moon. Humanity invented the wheel, the telescope, and the nuclear bomb. We eradicated wild poliovirus types 2 and 3. We discovered radio waves, dinosaurs, and the laws of thermodynamics. Freedom Riders crossed the South. Hippies burned their draft cards. Countless genocides, scientific advancements, migrations, and rebellions. More than a hundred billion humans lived and died between these two paintings—one on a sheet of paper, and one on the inside of a cave. At the dawn of time, ancient humans stretched out their hands. And this morning, a child reached back.
i'm a simple girl: i see sunlight on the water, i find god
i hear the laugh of someone i love, i find god. the setting sun fills my room, i find god. i eat fresh strawberries off the vine, i find god. someone rests their head on my shoulder, i find god.









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