No offense but I can’t believe this is life lol
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No offense but I can’t believe this is life lol
Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente
reblog if you’re a little lost in life rn
a little? a liiiiittttleee?
i think what’s on a person’s nightstand is very telling so reblog this and put in the tags the things you have on your nightstand
intangible - madisen kuhn
"i can fix him" well the teacher wld sit him next to me bc im quiet
How many times is someone's 'glow up' just them losing weight and nothing else? A glow up is someone becoming more confident. A glow up is someone finding the style that makes them really happy. A glow up is someone getting more rest and looking overall happier. None of these things require you to lose weight, period- y'all are just fatphobic.
i dont want to look “pretty” i want to look otherworldly and vaguely threatening
i want to be a cat. jobless. educationless. useless. there to be pretty and soft
the feminine urge to compliment another woman
— Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Elizabeth Holland/ — Rebecca Hey, November/ — Egon Schiele, Four Trees (1917) / — Emma Shuman, November/ — E. C., November/— @honeytuesday / — Mary B. C. Slade, A November Day/ — Gustav Klimt, Birch Forest I (1902)/ — Ruby Archer, November/ — Edward Thomas, There's Nothing Like The Sun
“November is a hinge in the year, and the door gets opened to ghosts.”
— Nina MacLaughlin, from “On the First of November, the Ghosts Arrive”, The Paris Review
the feminine urge to lay on the floor
Humans are so beautiful like if we stop listening to a song or stop talking to someone and if someone plays that song or mentions that person there is a rush of feelings and emotion and so many memories and then we recall old memories and we smile or even cry just thinking about the first time we heard that song or the first time we met the person and how much it impacted us that even if we stopped listening or talking to them, we still remember because the name or sound of that song or person still brings the same warmth. The same warmth from the first day and I think that's beautiful.
apparently the moon is moving farther away from the earth and I just wanna say that im sorry if it’s something I’ve done