“Writing is something that you don’t know how to do. You sit down and it’s something that happens, or it may not happen. So, how can you teach anybody how to write? It’s beyond me, because you yourself don’t even know if you’re going to be able to. I’m always worried, well, you know, every time I go upstairs with my wine bottle. Sometimes I’ll sit at that typewriter for fifteen minutes, you know. I don’t go up there to write. The typewriter’s up there. If it doesn’t start moving, I say, well this could be the night that I hit the dust.”—Charles Bukowski (via observando)
“I’ve always tried to make a home for myself, but I have not felt at home in myself. I’ve worked hard at being the hero of my own life. But every time I checked the register of displaced persons, I was still on it. I didn’t know how to belong. Longing? Yes. Belonging? No.”—Why be happy when you could be normal? by Jeanette Winterson (via quotemybooks)
“Identity is gradual, cumulative; because there is no need for it to manifest itself, it shows itself intermittently, the way a star hints at the pulse of its being by means of its flickering light. But at what moment in this oscillation is our true self manifested? In the darkness or the twinkle?”—Sergio Chejfec, The Planets (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
As a resident of Saint Paul, I’m worried about my dog’s safety. My worry doesn’t stem from concerns about traffic, crime, or environmental hazards—no, I’m worried because of the Saint Paul Police Department.
srsly, why are scifi aliens always share the same view
like - these aliens are from planet x, they all agree that invading earth is a great plan. like, from just how america news outlets handle wars, you really think all the aliens from planet x think earth invasion is a…
“When sex becomes a production or performance that is when it loses its value. Be mutual. Be loud. Be clumsy. Make noises, be quiet, and make a mess. Bite, scratch, push, pull, hold, thrust. Remove pressure from the moment. Love the moment. Embrace it. Enjoy your body;…