"Friends Dont Look At Friends That Way" COWARD. I Look At My Friends With Awe In My Eyes, My Chest Is

Virginia Woolf, from To the Lighthouse

oh to be immortal and be able to consume every piece of knowledge and literature ever

I’M GOING BACK TO MINNESOTA WHERE SADNESS MAKES SENSE

by Danez Smith

O California, don’t you know the sun is only a god if you learn to starve for him? I’m bored with the ocean I stood at the lip of it, dressed in down, praying for snow I know, I’m strange, too much light makes me nervous at least in this land where the trees always bear green. I know something that doesn’t die can’t be beautiful. Have you ever stood on a frozen lake, California? The sun above you, the snow & stalled sea — a field of mirror all demanding to be the sun too, everything around you is light & it’s gorgeous & if you stay too long it will kill you & it’s so sad, you know? You’re the only warm thing for miles & the only thing that can’t shine.

missed time by Ha Jin

I don’t want to be the owner of your fantasy, I just want to be a part of your family

Lord Henry is the 19th century Andrew Tate.

- Oscar Wilde, 1895

witness by Crystal Wilkinson