#friends and lovers

[old-tvs-on-the-ground]

went out to find one tv i drove by on the way to work, found several

[ID: four pictures of discarded tvs. the first picture shows a pile of tvs and possibly other electronics propped against the back of a building, and the other three show single tvs sitting out with the trash and recycling.]

[creatingnikki]

It's October 3rd and the first thing I think of is Mean Girls. The second thing is how much I crave spaghetti but how every time I am on a date or with someone I am just getting to know I never order spaghetti, always penne — it's easier to eat, it's less messy and isn't that what most people want to see and be themselves? I want to cook spaghetti but it's after midnight and I don't have the energy but the garlic and the olive oil and the freshly crushed black pepper call for me. But wait, first this, I need to write. The words need to come out. They have been brewing for so long but I couldn't decide if they should be made into a mocha latte or an iced Americano or a hazelnut Frappuccino so I let them keep brewing but now they must flow out even if as mediocre coffee. I've met more new people this year than last and in way more stable ways. Isn't that something to be grateful about? People I can have honest and good conversations with, people I can laugh with, people I can feel comfortable and safe with. That has become my new normal, the bare minimum, the benchmark. So maybe that's why I don't place any of them on the pedestal anymore or write obsessively about the time I spend with them. And that is a good thing. As good as anything has been this year. The seasons are changing. I am too.

[20th-century-man]

Lili Damita / publicity photo for Victor Schertzinger's Friends and Lovers [aka The Sphinx Has Spoken] (1931)

[lightyagamismentor]

make space for the people who are in alignment with you

allow the friendships and relationships that are no longer serving you to naturally crumble and shatter into pieces specifically at this time. I'm talking about the ones that you have genuinely outgrown. The ones that don't add value into your life and your path anymore.

saturn is retrograding until early November. It will shake up weak foundations and connections that were not built on integrity.

let the universe cleanse your life off of that low vibrational shit & thank me later

[darknessdrops]

who knows what lies between them . . .

[finperiod]

girlfriends and boyfriends

model nancy × singer robin

cameraman jonathan × actor steve

[old-tvs-on-the-ground]

bountiful harvest tonightttt we only went out to see the ones behind the porn joint (2nd pic)

[ID: six pictures of discarded tvs on the ground. four of them are laying face down out with the trash. the second picture has two tvs sitting together under a tree, and the third shows a tv peeking out from between a row of trash cans, with a cat in the background.]

[creatingnikki]

home: a feeling

so you know how home stopped being a physical place or meaning family a long while ago? home now has been only a feeling.

drinking cheap white wine out of coffee mugs at midnight in your friend's room with van Gogh art and fairy lights and plants talking about dysfunctional families and crying and laughing and ordering fries and knowing you are not being judged and you can be yourself because they are being themselves.

home is supposed to be routine and normal. home is supposed to be a constant. home is supposed to be your safe haven. but what ever has been as it was supposed to be? and so home now is only a feeling.

sitting in the park after dinner with new friends as the neighbourhood cat sleeps in your lap and you talk about things you haven't yet disclosed to people you have known for years. feeling the cat purr as it snuggles up closer to you. feeling the breeze in your hair. crying without being asked to stop or given advice or an awkward attempt at comforting physically. them just letting you be and sitting there by you, holding space. safe, silent, soothing.

home is not one place, one person, one thing. it is not your childhood house, it is not your first studio apartment at 25. it is not your lover's apartment. it is not your best friend's art studio. home is not something you are able to visit frequently. you've been away, on a journey, and home shows up as this feeling every now and then just when you think you're so home sick that you cannot take this life anymore. that's when home shows up.

it shows up as that neighbour who ensures she gets you a box full of baked goodies each day after her pâtisserie classes even though you have barely exchanged any words. it shows up as that friend's boyfriend who sits next to you throughout the world cup final explaining the sport to you so that you enjoy that match as much as the others in the room. it shows up as your friend's girlfriend's younger sister who takes a liking to you and welcomes you into her bedroom, something she doesn't do for even her sister and stays up all night talking to you about books.

home is not as ever-present as home was supposed to be. but home exists and it does show up. and for that I am thankful and for that I am blessed. and for that I will not give up, I will continue this journey.

[dbaydenny]

Most friends share covid,

lovers too, their lives entwined,

pooling space and air,

never drawing any lines

more far apart than those close.

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D W Eldred

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Ma post selfies of my festival outfit below the readmore 🥰 just so nobody has to look if they don't want too! Sorry for the selfie overload but I was feeling so cute with all my glitter✨️ ✨️ plus 🙌🏻 festival 🙌🏻

[abqbox]

A chilly but beautiful morning, in Albuquerque this time.

There was even a box!

[poseurson]

first show w @//mareko.xyz this yr, also reminded of the first NY show w them 2 ! so fun to have that intimate show and share the @//mudhouse.nyc space with the other rad bands doing their thing 🤙🏽 shout out @//boyscoutmarie and @//lunchweatherband 🗣 & @//mrwillie_ joining on 🥁

STREAM EVERYONES MUSIC ON ALL PLATFORMS

[fadedintensity]

unique.

i was meant to be experienced differently.

i am not a friend you’ve had before,

i am not a lover you’ve loved before,

i am me.