my apology will be love. lots of it. in all kinds of unconditional colors and flavors. my apology will make you laugh and smile and trust and share. my wrong will bring us closer.
give your daughters difficult names. give your daughters names that command the full use of tongue. my name makes you want to tell me the truth. my name doesn’t allow me to trust anyone that cannot pronounce it right.
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The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.
—Marcus Aurelius (via primordialnrg)
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I guess my favorite thing in the world is when I look at a piece of art, or read a story, or watch a movie where I walk away feeling like “Oh my god — I have to do something, I have to make something or talk to someone — things are not the same anymore” — and so I try to make work where you come away with that feeling. It’s like, yeah, you’re thinking about what you just saw, but even more than that — you feel able, you feel like, kind of propelled.
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its a ligit obsession
