Girl you need to get out of bed faster than this
is that a book of poetry in your pocket or is your penis just poignant and insightful and beautiful
seriously is there anything sexier than sustainable farming
cant stop thinking abt ursula k. le guin’s essay abt the carrier bag theory….. she’s like, maybe the first human tool was not a weapon, but rather something that holds, a bag, a pouch, a vessel, something for gathering and storing and sharing. let’s shift the narrative of humanity from that of violence to that of safekeeping. and i’m like
and THEN she’s like, a novel is also a carrier bag. there’s the Hero’s story, sure, but there’s room enough in fiction for every experience, for every little thing, and it’s that other story, the life story, that she seeks……. o|-<
yes i am apart of the elite group of girls who have never had a bf and get looked at like we’re crazy for that when asked about it! we are the strongest link in this society and we will be treated as such
Check out this incredible shot of Paris at night. Paris is often called the “City of Light,” a name that originates from its implementation and illumination of 56,000 gas lamps in the 1860s. Today, the city receives half of its energy (and its light) from nearby energy plants that simultaneously generate electricity and heat (called “cogeneration”). Thirty-five percent of the city’s power is generated by the Nogent Nuclear Power Plant while nationally, France gets 75 percent of its power from nuclear plants.
See more here: https://bit.ly/3do3mHa
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Source imagery: NASA
my mood for the rest of the year
/faith.b__/
Life under quarantine: two friends have lunch together [Marche, Italy].
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Me walking to work listening to Mitski
literally how hard would it have been for jkr to say something like “listen I was writing it in the 90s, I was inexperienced, I was writing from my own point of view, I didn’t realise how underrepresented a lot of people are, I wasn’t thinking about anything other than the plot, I accept that it’s a little sparse on the diversity front, I can try to be more self aware with my future works” etc etc instead of.. this nonsense
how do people have consistent fun at parties . like don’t they get hit with periodic waves of debilitating melancholy and subsequently need to sit outside and think abt how they’re going 2 die alone . or is that just me and the guy from the National
sometimes im like “tone down the Self to fit in” and other times, the voice of God comes to me in a dream and says “I didn’t make you crazy for no reason”
this is making me HOWL
yeah france looks cool in ratatouille but i’m glad it’s not real



