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We are largely post scarcity wrt toys and clothes. Unwanted/unneeded items represent a burden to the recipient because they create an avenue for control or guilt at worst and at best, mom has to then dispose of or store the items. It is basic etiquette to not make more work

“i wasn't afraid of her at all.” paul mccartney about nico. in summer 1968, she stayed at his house for some weeks.

And I May Never Be The Same Again

everyone gather around for mandatory propaganda

IM IN THE MARKET TO LOVE EVERYTHING

the horse in me hasn’t been horsing around lately

Morning Star by Alphonse Mucha (1902)

When knowing everything and having everything gets old, you can always return to living a simple life not knowing a thing. It’s actually quite beautiful

@ScratchedWinter I love him 🐸

Frog

Corner update

Langston Hughes

Lee 'Scratch' Perry: Here Come The Warm Dreads - from his 2019 album, Heavy Rain; keyboards and sequencing by Brian Eno youtube.com/watch?v=jJGnpc…

Unfortunately, the tone of your voice was a bit different, and perhaps you even seemed more distant that usual. Fret not, for I will take initiative and exile myself for you, saving you the trouble of doing so.

if you are unwilling to know yourself, the way you engage with the world will be unknowingly deceitful and what you write will indirectly be a lie

i love how the bumblebees are always first on the scene. hardly any flowers out but the faintest bit of sun and they’re cruising about like wellington bombers looking at shit. is this a flower? is this a flower? oi mate are you a fucking flower? haha laters 🐝

spring begins the mountain village wrapped in mist Basho

Young hoes be like I have CPTSD ARFID EDNOS ADHD GAD religious trauma and 3-5 guys lowkey stalking and harassing me at any given time in my twitter DMs

Coal Miner Paonia Colorado, from the "In the American West" Series Richard Avedon 1979

In a couple months Life will feel completely new again

The hallmark of good writing is that you frequently have to stop reading it, because it is so infatuating that you feel the need to let the writing sink deeper into your being rather than rush through the end.