Herten In Een Bos - Adolphe Mouilleron, After Karl Bodmer - 1859 - Via Rijksmuseum

Herten in een bos - Adolphe Mouilleron, after Karl Bodmer - 1859 - via Rijksmuseum

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History student falls in love with astrophysics student by Keaton St. James

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[poem text: listen, nine hundred and fifty years before jesus was a child shaking willow leaves out of his tangled curls, the author of the song of solomon wrote: behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.

what i’m trying to say is that, in this universe which sculpted itself from a baptism of fire, i am the moon swept up by your tenderness. you’ve got me dreaming foreign words: gravity, ellipsis, perigee, until all i can think about is becoming anchored into orbit around the saltwater-green landscape of your laughter.

listen, plato of ancient greece wrote that the souls we each have now are only halves. that in a frenzy of blood zeus severed us from each other, so we rely on the blind tugging of our hearts. you say my name and i want to knit my bones into your bones, smooth away the boundaries of our heartbeats.

what i’m trying to say is that if the temperature inside those wild pockets of interstellar dust hits right near absolute zero, carbon monoxide and dihydrogen molecules condense together in the dark nebula to form stars. if you’re ready, i want to make you shiver like that. /end poem text.]

growing up, were you obsessed with the “girl cuts off hair and dresses in boys’ clothes as a disguise and runs away” trope, or are you straight

also i've noticed how much i've changed since i last posted on here and only now am i getting the perception of how time can crucially and essentially make us new, other people

i'm not innocent (attribute to this what sense you will), i'm not naïve anymore, i know what i am and it's not what i thought (or was made to think) i was &it's beautiful! really nice to see i'm a whole other person now, and it surprisingly doesn't make me sad

julia gallagher is a trouble-seeking wee cunt

and we love her for it. can you imagine being accidentally frightened by your french lit professor late at night while it was raining, scaring the living daylights out of both of you, and then deciding it was very rude of her to scare you like that and consequently STARTING A FUCKING FISTFIGHT AND LOSING

yeah that's julia. and they both are going to thank me for it.