Elina Zhang, "My Year of Light"
2K notes
·
View notes
my favourite adjective to describe light is "generous" and nothing else even comes close. yes, the light is generous and i am afforded a gaze into your eyes. and all god had to do was say the word, and light turned. light is generous. light is language being so very generous.
9 notes
·
View notes
i am sitting on the soft carpet in my grandparent's bathroom, a pomegranate cider candle lit in the dark, towel wrapped around me, with the lumineers playing through my speaker, singing the light in your eyes, alone on the freeway. the heater is filling the space with a warmth not unlike the one that's been spreading through my chest the past few days. it took me a while, but when my girlfriend said i'm so happy right now; like genuinely happy, with the zephyr wind from the speeding on the buggy whipped her hair around, i figured it out. this, this moment, these moments before, the ones that will follow feel like promises of a future where i'm content. where i can learn to be happy, like genuinely happy. they feel infinite in their possibilities of endless spring nights; i could live inside them for every eternity and still never want to leave. i wish i could photograph memories, i'd said and i think that now as these words spill out of me.
| k. - @nosebleedclub march xx. zephyr & march xxi. spring night
4 notes
·
View notes
JUST SAW A FED-EX DRIVER JUMP OUR OF HIS TRUCK AT A REDLIGHT AND RUN UP TO A SECOND FED-EX TRUCK (THREE CARS AHEAD) AND THE GUY LEANED OUT AND THEY JUST KISSED ON THE LIPS? HELLO?
75K notes
·
View notes