libertad.
this was supposed to be an aesthetic blog ikr, but it ended as my connection to the pson fandom and I DON'T EVEN SPEAK ENGLISH
friendly reminder that moments like sitting in the sun, waking up well-rested, discovering a song that makes you feel your heart and laughing with someone will find you again. clouds will dissipate and the sun will sink and rise and the moon will be full and bright outside of your window, and life will stop feeling this heavy. in the meantime, we’ll try. sometimes that’ll feel like enough and sometimes it won’t, but that’s okay. you’re here and that’s an achievement and that’s good and it matters.
Eileen Myles, "No No" from I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014
“Toda filosofía tiende a desajustar nuestras estructuras mentales más defendidas, nuestros pensamientos en los que creemos sin razón alguna… así como se construye, se destruye.”
— Firthunands
malcolm bright is my comfort character, my coping mechanism, if life gets bad, malcolm's gets worse (jk i love him)... i wouldn't know how to deal with things if prodigal son doesn't get renewed, honestly:(