this is literally the best ice cream ever

tastes like if ice cream cake were an ice cream, oh BABY

exactly

seen in comfort, texas

my life philosophy

already flying and now we’re just flying together

am i crazy if the kimye split makes me sad? i can’t explain it, i just love kanye, as misguided as he can be, and i don’t know, it just all seems sort of tragic. also this was such a good bit from the article, “The End of Kimye’s Wild Ride” (highly recommend) (IF you want to feel sad) (for kanye? for the fucked nature of fame? about materialism, superficiality? about how the world can be?):

But as much as Kanye wanted Kim, he knew he wanted to marry a woman who could hold her own in the power-couple equation, one who had her own capital and resources, as he told Details in 2009: “I feel like the type of girl I would be with is a fellow superhero. So we get that ‘already flying and now we’re just flying together’ thing.”

also nina simone’s “do what you gotta do” — sampled in kanye’s “famous” — so good, so sad.

EXACTLY

from the ny times obituary for wonderful designer alber elbaz:

“I asked myself, ‘If I was a woman, what would I want?’” Mr. Elbaz told The New York Times in January. “Something that is first comfortable. Something fun. Something that lets me eat a big piece of cake.”

loved this

Liz Hernández, Cartulinas del Tianguis – Comemos por los ojos. (Market Signs – How we eat through our eyes). Acrylic on Canvas. 28 x 40 Inches. 2019

anyone looking to have a chilled & peaceful time

but also you know imma love a playlist with james taylor

literally thank god it’s friday

oh my gosh thank you world for bringing me friday, even though my final project is due this weekend, which means a 0% chill weekend, so i can’t watch NBA or the shadow and bone series on netflix (i read the trilogy and thought it was good but kinda silly — but still FUN; i’m reading six of wolves when i can and already it’s way cooler TO BE HONEST), but even so, i am still praising the world for fridays, for loosening, for joan armatrading’s “down to zero,” and working alone at work in the community room. in related-ish news, i deep felt (ALL CAPS) this sad instagram post from leigh bardugo (who wrote shadow and bone) (which is why i was looking at her instagram) (RESEARCH, REAL RESEARCH). i am her 2010 self, just a sad sack washed out version of myself, no punk rock spirit, loose red face skin, no sparkle, dead dead dead, hair like an old crone, naysaying all day, not even connecting with people i love. i hate it! but that’s why i’m starting therapy again tomorrow. gotta get that fire back. GONNA get that fire back. also gross rude over-generalization, but sometimes i think some women in marfa can be a little demanding in this weird way. END SCENE

good memories

i’m so far away from this spirit these days, but it’s still inside me!

[said in old man voice]

spotted at dollar general