Physically, I May Be Here. But Mentally I Am In A Small Coastal Village In New England, It's Late Afternoon

Sweeter vibes

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I smell dogs and pine and oil beneath that shaving lotion. It’s something a child would select, isn’t it?

Listen to the sound of wikipedia

This is a way to listen to changes to wikipedia. You are literally listening to knowledge being added to the world.

Pluck sounds are an addition, strings are subtractions, and the pitch says how how big the edit is. My heart shudders at this I love it so much.

I hold the space you made, I’m empty but still hoping.

tearing bread apart and handing it to someone else is so… spiritual and intimate

Bro, it's like 4PM in São Paulo right now and all the smoke made it look like it's already night...city of ashes indeed.

I majored in English lit in college and I absolutely believe all the fanfics I’ve read have more literary merit than most of the published fiction I’ve gotten through. Fanfic writers are brave and ballsy and laughing and weeping. And they hold your hand. There’s so much contact between writer and reader, it’s visceral. And I think fanfiction is in part a reaction against the shame of an outdated community of people who attach all these rules and regulations and bullshit to the act of writing that they actually just limit their own ability to tell stories. So conclusively--fuck them and keep scrolling through all the cherik you can handle on a Tuesday.

Someone: do you like to read books?

Me: * thinks about all the gay fanfic I read at all times *

Me: yes.