annihilation (2018) dir. alex garland + annihilation by jeff vandermeer // hozier, “in a week (ft. karen cowley)” // taylor swift, “the lakes” // fiona apple, “heavy balloon” // littlestpersimmon - “reclamation” // meganluddyillustration - “So long, we’d become the flowers” // hermann hesse, “farm,” from wanderings // czeslaw milosz, “longing” // ada limón, “mowing,” from bright dead things // mary oliver, “sleeping in the forest” // conceptualsolitude
Olivia Laing, The Lonely City
“Some mornings I’m filled with longing, with sadness that has no cause.”
— Lisa Olstein, from “[both the specific remedy and the condition of health]” in The Lost Alphabet (via postmoderniste)
Evil comes to light
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Rebecca Solnit, Hope in the Dark
How to destroy a person ?
Love them hard
After that ,
Silently depart
you know that character you love so much? (you know – the one from that movie you always watch when you’re feeling sad the one from that show you’ve seen so many times you can quote the episodes the one from that book or comic you’ve read more times than you can count) think about how much you resonate with them how they’re like a mirror image to the way you see yourself how they empathize with pieces of your soul in ways that a real life human cannot how they feel like a representation of you you see so much of yourself in them and you love them so much so why can’t you love you too? if you can find it in you to look past their flaws and see gold shining in their cracks maybe you can do the same for yourself after all if your favorite character is a reflection of you, and you love them more than words can say maybe its possible for you to love you too
(cc, 2020)
i wish i knew you when i was young
“wish i knew you” the revivalists // word of honor/山河令 , 天涯客/ faraway wanderers // “it’s a miracle we ever met” hallie bateman // “the great believers” rebecca m // @poeticsuggestions // “tim i wish you were born a girl” montreal // @dogmotifs // “come under the covers” walk the moon
“This is the house that built me and I’m gonna burn it down. This is the river I crawled from and I refuse to drown here. And bless the strippers but fuck the men. And bless the berries but fuck the farm. And bless the daughter but fuck the family. What is a home if not the first place you learn to run from? You’ve got to bite the hand that starves you, and in doing so Praise the place that birthed you. Birthed you fucked up. Birthed you ugly, and interesting, and ready to scream.”
— Courtney Love Prays To Oregon, Clementine von Radics