I Want To Spend Money On Clothes. And Float In The Ocean. And Get A Big Fat Kiss On The Lips. And Climb

Anne Carson, from Glass, Irony and God; “The Glass Essay”

Text ID: The bare blue trees and bleached wooden sky of April / carve into me with knives of light.

Alai Ganuza, Pink Bathroom Oil on canvas, 30 x 30cm

Vincent Van Gogh’s stream of thoughts

I control the narrative, I whisper to myself like a lunatic while the characters in the story I'm writing are not following my orders.

please be nice to me, i'm in my twenties. do you know what that does to a person

Prompt 2037

“ you can’t be upset with me. I’m upset with you.”

“ oh, and you’re the only person who got to feel that way?”

“I’m just going to write because I cannot help it.”

— Charlotte Bronte