have to thank tumblr for romanticizing absolutely everything. i'll be washing dishes and peeling oranges thinking of love languages its insane
With all the Barbie promotion that's been happening this scene keeps replaying in my head.
NEVER BEEN KISSED (1999) Dir. Raja Gosnell
Golden Temple Amritsar Punjab
beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boy
ok. listen. it’s about your girlfriend. you know how we thought she was a crop-blighting witch and we were planning to stone her? so, here’s the thing. every stone we threw drew not blood but like, the black and fathomless rage of a race of titans that were once slain but could not die. and she like, rose from her hastily-shoveled roadside grave as their resubstantiated champion or something. yeah, we’re suffering the onslaught of her vengeance right now. yeah. I guess we inadvertently created that which we had so feared. yeahh. could you like, answer her texts and ask if she’ll stop sloughing our flesh with her baleful gaze every time she sees us. thx in advance
sylvia plath’s notes to self from her first year at cambridge university, april 1956
Flight by Tim Mossholder
“You are the universe, expressing itself as a human for a little while.”
— Eckhart Tolle
This sounds very ominous....
alright ladies time to wrap it up it’s over
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