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Coming of Age - Maisie Peters / Nothing You Can Take From Me - Rachel Zegler and the Covey Band

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I've seen it in the poems, in the sands / I've pleaded with the powers and their plans / I've tried to rewrite it but I can't / it's the history, the history of man [insp]

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(tone of complete and utter exhaustion) this is the day that the Lord hath made

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The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.

Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.

So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.

Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.

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What if you fell in love with a girl while you were playing Orpheus and she were playing Eurydice and you lost her every night and then on your last performance they rewrite the ending just a little bit so she leaves with you and you get to take her home just that one time and then after a while you both return to the show for a limited time to play those roles again and you get engaged during it. Happened to Reeve Carney apparently. Makes me insane.

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Did I do this meme right

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Hmm actually Lucy Gray is different from Haymitch and Katniss and Peeta because her tragedy is she caused the games to continue. If the games hadn't become entertaining, they wouldn't have continued and she made it entertaining because she was an entertainer - she saved herself but she doomed dozens more because she performed too well and it allowed the Capitol to make the games a performance in the later years. Haymitch's tragedy is that he couldn't end the games, Lucy Gray's is that she continued them.

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i got these knockoff boots online and instead of the brand name on the tag they have the name of an apparently nonexistent martin scorsese movie??? what the fuck

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Dried mango is so good it’s like a drug or something what do they put in there

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Strange magic lore :O

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They should invent a method of asking for reassurance that nobody secretly hates you that doesn't make people secretly hate you.

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Emma is Clueless

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please wait while he travels across your dash, he's on a very important mission

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So true! Anne of the Island explores this a little bit when Anne first rejects Gilbert, but eventually she realizes it's actually requited so it kinda cancels out. :/

part of the reason I think it’s so sad that we collectively write so few stories about unrequited love is bc I feel like there’s very little public acknowledgment of how much it sucks to be the one somebody is in unrequited love with??? and not in a way of like, oh they’re crossing boundaries or putting expectations on me or whatever. becoming close friends with someone and then finding out they’re in love with you and you don’t love them back the same way is heartbreaking, bc a) someone you love is in pain and there is literally nothing you can do about it, and b) it usually means that whether you like it or not there’s going to be distance in your friendship that wasn’t there before as they try to get over you. idk man I just feel like we’ve all discussed the tragedy of loving someone who doesn’t love you back quite a lot and very rarely discuss the tragedy of finding out the way that you love someone just isn’t enough.

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“Teach the children…. Teach them the taste of sassafras and wintergreen. The lives of the blue sailors, mallow, sunbursts, the moccasin flowers. And the frisky ones—inkberry, lamb’s-quarters, blueberries. And the aromatic ones—rosemary, oregano. Give them peppermint to put in their pockets as they go to school. Give them the fields and the woods and the possibility of the world salvaged from the lords of profit. Stand them in the stream, head them upstream, rejoice as they learn to love this green space they live in, its sticks and leaves and then the silent, beautiful blossoms. Attention is the beginning of devotion.”

- Upstream, Mary Oliver