t22nuviel

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Hey remember how Noir is an anti-fascist from 1933

I think 90% of conspiracy theorists would be a lot happier if they just bit the bullet and got into creative writing

10 Things I hate About You (1999) dir. Gil Junger

I wasn’t crazy about this piece so I wasn’t intending on publicly posting it again, but it keeps getting stolen every five minutes so I figured I’d put it here so people at least know who to attribute the original thing to lmao

[Digital illustration, Procreate App, 2020]

under a pale cold sky

my mind expands to the size of the world

your heart explains the soul of the words

that constellate behind my eyes

drifting into the intimate void

of snow in the dark

waiting patiently for the first footprints

look i made a thing. a chardee thing.

Never had a parasocial relationship in my life I know everyone

René Magritte, The Banquet, 1957

Happy low opacity elrond day to all who celebrate it

really looking forward to shouting into this particular void as all my other ones are currently undergoing maintenance

If someone beats you up for being "cishet white male" and nothing else, is this okay? Did you deserve it?

what if the world was made of pudding

shout out to everyone who participated in the january-february mass depressive episode

what do you do with a plot bunny that can really only be fully written out as a multi-book saga? like I wanna write that but I’m not Gorg RR Martian yknow

The point of marriage is not to create a quick commonality by tearing down all boundaries; on the contrary, a good marriage is one in which each partner appoints the other to be the guardian of his solitude, and thus they show each other the greatest possible trust. A merging of two people is an impossibility, and where it seems to exist, it is a hemming-in, a mutual consent that robs one party or both parties of their fullest freedom and development. But once the realization is accepted that even between the closest people infinite distances exist, a marvelous living side-by-side can grow up for them, if they succeed in loving the expanse between them, which gives them the possibility of always seeing each other as a whole and before an immense sky.

― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

what do you do when you’re new?

do you shout into the abyss that looks back at you

pray to the echoes that reaffirm or rend

do you waver on the precipice of the yellow wood

facing a forsaken nature or a fresh stamp of selfhood

lieder for the hidden paths that run

from the springs to the sea

want to be clear that if i ever talk about a headcanon and then later discuss a headcanon that is directly contradictory to the first one, that’s because headcanons exist in a quantum state where they are all simultaneously true and not true up until the point where i discuss it in detail, in which case that is the one that is true in that instance. schroedinger’s headcanons

they should invent climbing through eachothers bedroom windows for the online

i am losing my mind over this image

not an anti or a pro-shipper but a third secret thing (adult with job)

 — The Disquieting Muses, Sylvia Plath

[text ID: I learned, I learned, I learned elsewhere / From muses unhired by you, dear mother, / I woke one day to see you, mother, / Floating above me in bluest air / On a green balloon bright with a million / Flowers and bluebirds that never were. / Never, never, found anywhere.]