home.

andrew garfield saying, “i hope this grief stays with me because it’s all the unexpressed love that i didn’t get to tell her” about his mothers passing is so gut wrenchingly beautiful because we rarely talk about the love we want to express but can’t, not because you’re not brave enough to say it out loud but because they’re not here to listen to it anymore. calling grief the love you never had the chance to share makes it less of a burden and more of something you want to keep and not something terrible you want to move on from. i love love how everything about grief always comes down to “what is grief if not love persevering?”

During quarantine I learned how to eat an entire sausage without chewing.

I'M NOT LIKE OTH4R G1RLZ I LISTEN TO THE 1975

I get the feeling someone replaced all the photos but it makes this post so much better.

world heritage post