And That Is A Wrap!

“I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.”

— Ernest Hemingway

The holy trinity:

“Dude” but like romantically

“Babe” but like platonically

“Sweetheart” but like rivalry

Northway Trail, November 2020

"When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you."

-Friedrich Nietzsche

“I can’t get you out of my mind tonight; the corner of the sofa where you sat is haunted for me by your presence, the whole flat seems full of you.”

— Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf written c. November 1926 (via f-ridaas)

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.