I Blame Holly Black Because Now I'm Attached To A Power Seeking Killer And An Attention Deprived Alcoholic

ARE YOU TODAY’S DATE?

BECAUSE YOURE 10/10

how to fall in love with life again

go cloud-gazing, lay down in the grass on a sunny day, or empty roads on a rainy day, stare up at the sky and let your mind wander.

read a book so complex that you don't understand anything, fill your arms with scrawled definitions.

writing poems and notes of kindness, hiding them for other people to find and pass along!

read passages of love in another language, untranslated and realise that love can surpass even the greatest of barriers.

find your favourite flower! hunt for it, research it, write an essay on why you love it and how much it means to you!

buy another copy of your favourite book, fill the pages with annotations and give it to a second hand shop for somebody else to experience it the way that you do.

fill a journal with moments of your life, even if you don't think they're very interesting.

listen to music whilst looking at the moon and stars, realising how beautiful life is.

visit an art gallery or a museum near you. become familiar with it, visit it until you know it inside out. make it your special place.

learn the little things about people, including yourself. find their favourite colour and why, find their music taste, their taste in books until you know them perfectly.

the small things! taking sips of warm beverages becomes the most comforting thing, closing your eyes for a moment on a bus and focusing on the lull of movement.

bake/cook your favourite treat. experiment and find the way that makes it taste simply ethereal.

some of you haven’t stayed up late to read a 100k+ word fic even though you had to be up early the next day and it shows

nobody look at me I'm an idiot

the indian experience

*making pancakes*

*adds sugar and vanilla essence*

ancestor: NO! you foolish girl! WHY did you put the sugar in the dosa!! you made it SWEET! QUICK ADD SOME CHILLI POWDER AND CURRY LEAVES MAYBE WE CAN STILL SALVAGE THAT DOSA!

*mutters* sweet dosa it seems

the dichotomy of reading billionaire romances and watching shameless

Rory on Jess + text posts (season 2 edition) | (season 3 edition) (seasons 4 & 6 edition) (AYITL bonus edition)

#Something something about Annabeth expecting help from her mother because she was always the perfect kid but getting sent to her own death and Percy expecting nothing because he doesn't believe in his dad and despite everything being saved from death by him

rf kuang always has two characters who are like orbiting each other, twin planets, can’t live without each other can’t live with each other, she loves tragic death of complicated friendships. ramy and robin, rin and kitay, even june and athena. everyone dies. but what i like about her tragedies is there’s always a third. always another component, important and surviving. nezha and victoire. not a happy ending, but one that leaves you with an ache in your chest and a hope for the future, that the sacrifice and death did in the end have a point.