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lowkey spring has sprung

i miss every place ive ever been

may 2026 bring us closer to a Palestine liberated from zionist occupation, and a Democratic Republic of Congo and Sudan free from proxy exploitation. May 2026 see more people gain the courage to make the world a little better than before. May we all remember to tend seeds whose trees we may never sit beneath. Consider donating to/sharing The Sameer Project, or Khartoum Aid Kitchen or Focus Congo. All power to all the people. Happy new year.

elliot smith had so much real shit to say and also he wasn’t morrisey. nothing but wins

I dont jave autism I have the poets temperament and also I was hexed at birth

there are some movies where it just feels wrong to rate them out of five stars. not that theyre significantly better than 5/5 or worse than 1/5. its like they exist outside of that space

in other news I rewatched the last unicorn

there are some movies where it just feels wrong to rate them out of five stars. not that theyre significantly better than 5/5 or worse than 1/5. its like they exist outside of that space

when the airport has an indoor garden >>>>

WRONG and MEAN

2007

commenting under every post I like with “miffytastic…!!”

polaroids from las vegas

what scotty doesn’t know cant hurt him

leave the sunshine out / and say hello to never

Reading the goldfinch and getting to post Vegas arc is like “oh finally we can take a break from all that sad repressed homosexuality shit” and then you turn the next page and Theo can’t find anything attractive about Pippa other then she laughs like Boris, then you turn the next page and Theo is feeling guilt and shame and horror at himself and his filth for no good reason he can identify, then you turn the next page and he meets Francis Abernathy, then you turn the next page and he refuses to tell you if Hobie was with Welty, then you turn the next page and he’s marrying Kitsey to make his mother figure happy, then you turn the next page and repeatedly mentions that gay men make up one of the biggest parts of his clientele (and the art community in general), then you turn the page and he calls a waiter a male model for no reason, then you turn the page and he’s being touchy AGAIN abt ppl assuming he’s gay, then u turn the page and he’s describing how Boris grew up to be handsome and oh shit we’re back to a Boris arc again but we never rlly did leave the repressed homosexuality behind did we??

queerbaiting my white dog pt. 20

girl just say you want his fingers in your mouth

the truly enlightened are simultaneously beatlemaniacs and beatle haters

the watchful watcher

crucifying myself recreationally

finished the goldfinch. how do I even begin to describe what im feeling right now

Anyway.

Hand on my heart. Hand on my stupid heart.

got that dog in me and mitski has been showing financial interest in it

you’re too caught up in the metaphor. go run a mile or push something heavy

i dont use “haha” or “lol” lightly. when I say that shit I fucking mean it

sucks being stuck inside on a beautiful warm spring day

its one of those days