Only Here’s What I Really, Really Want Someone To Explain To Me. What If One Happens To Be

guys

if i ever see any of you in public, the code is “i like your shoelaces”

that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

be poetic. if you find the way the light falls through your window and onto your bedroom wall pretty, write about it. call it soft and golden as sunlit honey. if it makes you glad to be alive then it’s not silly. you look for the beauty of things, be proud of that. say the heavy rain is kissing you. write about the glow of the moon, the dancing of flowers. make your world magical. collect your metaphors and treasure them.

i have been fucked up ever since i took a mythology class in college and learned that the greek mythology we know today is not only deliberately patriarchal (i mean duh) but was put in place specifically to abolish the matriarchal religion that came before it, nearly all traces of which were systematically erased. AND, the reason the modern west is so obsessed with greek mythology specifically is that it aligns so closely with our own patriarchal values. like we are literally taught greek mythology IN SCHOOL, that’s how hugely important it is in our culture. (i mean think about it… there is no real benefit to placing that much emphasis on greek mythology specifically over any other part of history)

James Potter was a complete disaster and deserves our love

I don’t have a train of thought I have seven trains on 4 tracks that narrowly avoid each other when the paths cross and all the conductors are screaming

another decade has passed and guess who’s still here? the moon. she’s always been here and she’ll always be she’s a Loyal friend to all of us say thank u moon

i accidentally showed some weakness earlier today it was disgusting i would not recommend it 

ANNE SEXTON

‘The Truth the Dead Know’, The Complete Poems (1981);

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my names macbeth and wen its nite or wen the moon is shiyning brite and to their sleep the men do cling i stay up late

i stab the king