Note to self: you are no less intellectual for not reading a book a week. You are tired. You deserve a break and it's okay if it's a long one đź–¤
— Heather Havrilesky, from “How to Be a Person in the World”
may these memories break our fall
how do I send this without sending it...if men can wear whatever the fuck they want in society so can women. If a guy walks down the street with his shirt off, is he asking for it??? Women should wear clothes that make them confident without being afraid of the repercussions. This video should be everywhere.
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So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for I, too, am fluent in silence.
R. Arnold
i know the mortifying ordeal of being known is real for too many of us, but consider this: someone saw you once and loved your hairstyle. someone loves your laugh, how you scrunch your nose when you find something funny. your birthday could be an old friend’s password. that one song you recommended to your crush a couple summers back could still be their favorite. you are in other people’s birthday party photos. someone could’ve fallen in love with you on public transportation. our lives intertwine beautifully and you, dear human, are a little piece of other people’s fond, lovely memories. part of the ordeal of being known implies the ordeal of being loved.Â
Sometimes people think they know you. They know a few facts about you, and they piece you together in a way that makes sense to them. And if you don't know yourself very well, you might even believe that they are right. But the truth is, that isn't you. That isn't you at all.
— Leila Sales
“He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
— Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
imagine, you’re in paris. la vie en rose is playing as you’re watching the rain pour from your window, looking at the eiffel tower, sipping on a glass of rosé, preferably with your love.
might fuck around and walk into a thick fog and never return idk