anyways (I say this as someone who is deeply critical of the united states government, military, unchecked capitalism, police, etc) I am SICK of people treating america as if it has no cultural value or positives so….. I love u 85 million acres (bigger than italy) of national parks. I love u harlem renaissance. I love u groundhogs day. I love u sweet tea and fried chicken and jambalaya. I love u apple cider donuts and maizes on crisp autumn days. I love u 95k miles of coastlines and new england fisherman and hand knitted sweaters. I love u halloween where millions of people dress up and give candy to strangers and carve jack o’lanterns. I love u small talk and small towns and potlucks and bringing over casseroles to your struggling neighbors. I love u cowboys and ranch hands and arizonian cactus. I love u appalachian trail and dirtbikes and divebars. I love u sparklers and fireflies. I love u mark twain and toni morrison and emily dickinson and henry david thoreau. I love u rock n roll i love u bluegrass and hippies i love u jimi hendrix and nirvana and CCR and janis joplin. I love u victorian houses and jonny appleseed and john henry and mothman and bigfoot. I love u foggy days in the pacific northwest and neon signs and roadside attractions. I love u baseball and 1950s diners and soft serve. I love u native american art and pop art and poptarts. I love u blue jeans and barbecues and jazz musicians
I would genuinely love to hear what a resident of china or russia loves about their home bc I’m not a fucking bigot and I know a government doesn’t define a culture but thanks for ur exposing yourself babe xoxo
when florence and the machine said “I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject” and when romeo x juliet said “a simple life with you would be paradise” and johnathan coulton said “it’s okay, I like you in glasses” and everything everywhere all at once said “in another life I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you”
How you doing friend
realizing more and more as I grow older that a mundane and imperfect life shared with the people I love is all I could ever really want or need and that I’m so thankful for the chance to experience it hbu
My boyfriend edited this one picture of a seal with huge wet eyes so that it had a super tiny head and it was so funny that several days later it’s all I can think about when my brain isn’t preoccupied
Don’t sabotage your identity trying to name it. Let it be undefined, permeable, mixed, peculiar, unapologetically authentic. Be in peace with being unprecedented, with not fitting anywhere, with being adrift. Before flight, there’s a free fall.
it’s not even cringe; it’s just personal and unpolished and you’ve been taught to flinch away from vulnerability which doesn’t mock itself
everyone is all like “why does no one write love letters anymore” when the simple answer to that is, that vulerability and the unapologetic and unironic pouring out of ones emotions is almost always ridiculed in some way so
