this elegy would love to save everything

I am Looking 👀

This was genuinely what it was like growing up in New Agey circles btw, my mum's friends would come round like "So I went out to the woods this weekend and fasted and meditated and I had a vision of the Sacred Stag and all my guardian angels and I asked them how to find love and they said that I need to focus on my own healing first and stop repeating cycles of the past" and then the very next week it'd be like "So I'm back with James again" girl..... the Sacred Stag could not have been more clear....

What erroneous belief from ages 5-6 still haunts you I'll go first: I used to whole-heartedly believe that soap spigots on sinks held extremely hot water and that I'd burn my hands if I used them. To this day I still have a frisson of fear when I get soap from one

One of my older cousins once told me that the end of a banana was poisonous and I would scrupulously throw away the bottom half inch every time 😭😭

This was genuinely what it was like growing up in New Agey circles btw, my mum's friends would come round like "So I went out to the woods this weekend and fasted and meditated and I had a vision of the Sacred Stag and all my guardian angels and I asked them how to find love and they said that I need to focus on my own healing first and stop repeating cycles of the past" and then the very next week it'd be like "So I'm back with James again" girl..... the Sacred Stag could not have been more clear....

remember that guy that had a single auditory hallucination that told him he had a brain tumor and the exact location and then he went to the doctor and it was fucking right

getting kicked off love island for just swimming in the pool and not talking to anyone

This reminds me of my corsetmaker days when i found myself searching for "extra thick boning."

@rillabrooke

Grace at 3 am with what’s left of his sleep deprived brain struggling: hot buns this is the best essay I’ve read all year. I’m giving this student two stars

fiction can be really dangerous there might be a deeply tragic woman in there who starts living in your head forever

[Image ID: Tumblr tag from tripp-pants-sora reading: #miss frizzle origin story /End ID]

day 5603 in the time loop: beginning to think i might be under some kind of curse

women in GLAM (Galleries, Libraries, Archives and Museums)

@byjoveimbeinghumble

@distance-does-not-matter