Rip James Potter And Sirius Black You Would’ve Loved Watching The Paris Olympics

do u ever realise that you’re gonna be an adult for the rest of your life

weirdest part about being an artist (and, to an extent, a writer too) is feeling like. shameful that you aren't creating massive pieces of art. how dare i not line and color and shade every drawing. how dare i only draw two poses. how dare i only write 1k words. how dare i not write an entire book. how dare i

One thing that has made me a much more well-adjusted person is a clip I once saw of Hank Green saying that anyone can be in amazing shape as long as being in amazing shape is one of their top three priorities.

(This is obviously a generalization that isn't true for everyone. But it is true for most people and I'm proceeding from there.)

This "top three priorities" framing has genuinely reduced my tendency toward jealousy and self-comparison a lot. Now when I feel envious of someone’s spotless, aesthetic home, I think to myself, “Having a spotless, aesthetic home is probably one of their top three priorities. It’s definitely not one of mine, so I shouldn’t expect my home to look like that.”

Or when I see an influencer with a body that takes a ton of work to maintain: “Maintaining that body is obviously one of her top three priorities, because it’s her livelihood. My livelihood is my brain, so I’m never going to prioritize my body like that.”

It also helps me to identify areas that I actually DO want to prioritize more. I realized in recent years that my envy for my friends who prioritized writing more than I did was NOT going away, so I started to prioritize writing more. (Not top three, but higher priority than it has been in the past.)

whatever *throws up and dies*

i need aaron dessner to challenge jack antonoff to a duel and more importantly i need him to win

quote of the year

whatever. your favourite band didn’t even pick the title of an angela carter short story as their name. or reference your favourite line from the haunting of hill house by shirley jackson in one of their songs. or write delicious things. or silk. or don’t delete the kisses. well mine did.

The trick is to not let people know how really weird you are until it’s too late for them to back out.