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my 5 year plan is to get back my joy

December. A desperate celebration of an end.

- Chandrama Deshmukh, A Teaspoon Of Stars

well this is me trying🤷🏻‍♀️

if any non-palestinians, especially in ‘the west,’ especially in positions of bodily safety, especially especially whites, are still feeling hopeless and lost about the genocide, may i offer, as gently as possible... get over it. your body is safe. you have been told over and over and over exactly what you can do to help, in exhaustive detail according to your specific social and political position. find out what you should do and do it if you can. if you can’t, that’s on you. find something you can do. stop asking palestinians to tell you what to do; take what is already given. you can find the instructions that have already been so explicitly left for you. you are an adult. your job is to keep moving. you are not allowed to be hopeless — that is a betrayal of everything the palestinian community and its supporters stand for. keep moving. don’t let anyone tell you that anti-zionist means anti-semite. don’t let anti-zionists around you become anti-semites. don’t let islamophobia stand. know that propaganda works and it’s working on you right now. keep moving. you are an adult. your life is yours to care for — that means finding the support you need, which also means knowing the boundaries and needs of those supporting you. you aren’t special. you aren’t alone. keep moving. you are not a hero. you are safe. you have agency. there is nothing you can do that can’t be done by someone else while you recharge. you are part of a collective; no one is looking directly at you. do what you can, and if you can do nothing, make your peace with that. palestine has no time for your shame or your guilt. feel these feelings when they come to you and then move through them.

on love arriving unannounced

Leila Chatti, “Tea”

clarice lispector the stream of life (via @girlfictions​) \ rebecca tamás poems: “witch”

shout my daily chai latte

yue gu by ran aoa

unfolding into another spring

mahmood darwish, sylvia plath, v.e. schwab, ana mendieta

buy me a coffee

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“I’m not everything I want to be but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning”

— Charlotte Erikkson

jaehyun at the shiba inu cafe ♡

September Affirmation (Don’t Be Afraid) by Keaton St. James

Bookstore  (Reading Women)   -   Willy  Belinfante

Dutch, 1922-2014

Oil on canvas, 30 x 40 cm.

jaehyun at the shiba inu cafe ♡

jaehyun at the shiba inu cafe ♡

yerin baek - [every letter i sent you.] album photoshoot in berlin

“I’m not everything I want to be but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning”

— Charlotte Erikkson

I was a gifted child. Until I wasn't. I was the golden girl. Until I couldn't burn anymore.

My parents expected me to build wings of gold and fly further than anyone could ever try. I don't blame them, having a child to raise is like sculpting a clay pot, you can shape it the way you like, paint it the colour you fancy. To raise a child is to play God. To raise a child is to be God.

But to be a child is to fall, to make mistakes, to fail. The thing about being too bright at an early age means you burn out by the time you're 16 and suddenly the world around you becomes more gray and terribly, terribly lonely. The fire is never warm enough, nothing is ever enough. And one day you find yourself begging to a godless sky, begging for a new spark.

I was a gifted child once. I was the golden girl. And one day, I burned out.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire

I Will Tell this Story to the Sun Until You Remember that You are the Sun, Erin Slaughter

this body can’t hold me

haruki murakami “norwegian wood” // embroidery by ana teresa barboza // mitski “goodbye, my danish sweetheart” // erin tucker (2013) “frayed and fragile” // unknown // art by annegret soltau // fiona apple “heavy balloon” // chloe gong “these violent delights”

rina sawayama for her new album Hold the Girl releasing September 2nd👑😌

Do Not Bring Him Water, Caitlin Scarano

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BEFORE SUNRISE  1995, dir. Richard Linklater

a love that feels like the sun in your chest

my hot take is that you don’t have to love being single or love being alone. if you can’t spend a second in your own company there’s a problem, but wanting love and companionship is completely normal and natural. you’re not weak or mentally unstable for feeling lonely or yearning for partnership and friendship. we do need each other, we need community, we need love, it’s part of our dna to be social creatures.