There's a poem called "The Sciences Sing a Lullabye" which is pretty dear to me
gently pressing your head against your lover’s back while they cut vegetables, your lover sitting on the kitchen counter while you talk about your day at work and wait for the water to boil, giving them little pecks while they stir the vegetables, eating the food together, washing the dishes together… you know what i mean
for old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. let’s do it for the love that used to be here!! it is reason enough!!
The fact that you have to call places you’re applying to sometimes and be like “hey btw I applied. any news?” to supposedly “let them know you’re interested” is like… so fucking stupid. like I fucking applied. call me back. I don’t need to be the one to fucking take initiative because I took initiative by applying in the first place. you need someone in the job. I applied. call me. or tell me you don’t need me. fuck you and die. everywhere that has ever hired anyone, I hope you burn down
reblog this and tag your dream hobby that you want to learn that seems like it would just be Too Much to actually start doing