catastrophe keeps us together

[theclassicsreader]

It should be enough. To make something beautiful should be enough. It isn’t. It should be.

Richard Siken from “Landscape with a Blur of Conquerors” (via theclassicsreader)

[clementinevonradics]

You are on the floor crying, and you have been on the floor crying for days. And that is you being brave. That is you getting through it as best you know how. No one else can decide What your tough looks like.

Clementine von Radics   (via unlively)

this reminds me of my friend who’s been crying because of an unexpected breakup. 

[purplebuddhaproject]

A part of kindness consists in loving people more than they deserve.

Joseph Joubert= (via purplebuddhaproject)

[soulbrotherv2]

9 Wonderful African Sayings For Your Kids to Know

This collection of African sayings is from the Bino and Fino website. Bino and Fino is an animated Nigerian series.  The creators of Bino and Fino created the series to empower black children. Series creators found that there was a lack of support for indigenous children’s programming in Nigeria, meaning that the most populous Black Country in the world didn’t have a cartoon show that its children could watch that reflected them in any way no matter how small. Children are highly impressionable and the human brains learning capacity is the most between 0-6 years. Children’s media is one of the most powerful when it comes to shaping minds. So the fact that children across the world had no cartoon they could watch that genuinely taught them about Africa or represented the continent in a proper way was a worrying one.  

The Bino & Fino Cartoon Show was created to help rectify this imbalance. The show is for parents, schools, home-schoolers and others who are finding it difficult to find positive, fun, educational content about Africa for their children to watch.  

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Sometimes I have impossible thoughts like I want to be the last person to see you alive, or the final item of clothing you discard before you touch your new girlfriend. Truth is, I know I’m better off without you, but my memories keep tricking me. I never want you to be too gone, maybe you as a train pulling out of the station or you walking down the midnight highway and not daring to look back. But never “I’m moving to another state.“ Never lying on the operation table as the surgeon asks me to count down from ten in an attempt to amputate your memory from me. Nostalgia erases every awful thing you did and leaves me with faded polaroids and the pale pink light that entered your bedroom mid-September. You’ve left and it’s probably a good thing, but my heart is a revolving door and you’ll always have the option of walking through it. Yes, even if I did wring my bones clean of you, I would keep coming back for confirmation just in case we are meant to be something exquisite. Yes, I’ll always want you to eventually return like a thunderclap, like rain.

jessica therese, “Mid-September Aches” (via contramonte)

[bewitchedentity-blog]

Are You Okay? Because I Love You.

Are you okay; because I love you.

today i was walking home and i knew XX was waiting for me to call because i’d told him even days earlier that i was gonna call him to ask for some advice. and then right before we entered the apt, i told my roommate, my ex is a really really nice person. he’s so nice that i wish perhaps we should have been friends from the start. so that I could learn to appreciate him more. 

he doesnt always ask me if im okay, but i think we have the best kind of platonic relationship- whereby you knew there was no possible romantic tensions, and you still love each other, in a really simple, basic and just friendly caring kind of way. like there is really almost nothing to gain because you have explored all possibilities but exactly because you have, you know they are still a keeper in your life. 

I am glad you’re doing well. I am very very happy for you :) 

[ohkaleidoscope]

When we don’t have the capacity for solitude, we turn to other people in order to feel less anxious or in order to feel alive. When this happens, we’re not able to appreciate who they are. It’s as though we’re using them as spare parts to support our fragile sense of self. We all really need to listen to each other, including to the boring bits. Because it’s when we stumble or hesitate or lose our words that we reveal ourselves to each other.

Sherry Turkle, “Connected, but Alone”

via Chris Ink | Leave the Light On

(via ohkaleidoscope)

[octopussoir-]

[bewitchedentity-blog]

Man up

I'm guilty of how technology makes things so easy that I can hide behind it when it comes to having tough conversations. Or rather I used to justify myself by saying that i got impatient in waiting to talk about things face to face so I rather get it out in an instant text. But today T made me come forward to a real confrontation. As uncomfortable and shitty as I felt before it happened, and mind you it was only a phone call not even face to face, it's liberating that I learn to stop hiding behind text that owes us our basic human respect. I realize that saying I'm afraid to hurt people is also me being a coward in admitting that I have done something I'm not proud of. Just because you don't directly see how much your words might hurt someone over text doesn't minimize the impact of what you have done. Its also self forgiving to own up to things that you are not always proud of. This isn't even a big deal because I basically just frienndzoned a really nice guy but I feel like this is an example of many awkward tough conversations out there. Maybe this is growing up.

[bewitchedentity-blog]

losing the glamour

that’s right. i have no idea wtf has been going on with me since graduation. its like i have come off this life planned out for me and all of a sudden im stumbling everywhere. no idea where to go, what to do and how to be myself. 

especially recently, i have become obsessed, dramatic and basically crazy. this is so not me, im not someone who’s insecure and sits there all day thinking or dreaming up problems to be solved. granted that i do overthink a lot, i dont think i would pour my time into counterproductive things and dig holes for myself to jump into. 

so it’s gotta stop. take some time off, breathe, get all my shit together, figure out my priorities, and live for myself. time to also move soon and take a break going home. 

i have the impulse to buy a ticket to boston this weekend and walk along the charles and just chill in harvard yard. 

[bewitchedentity-blog]

hello world

It’s been a while. Never thought I’d want to blog again, or rather maybe this is just me writing my diary on a social platform. Either way, i know only the special ones would read this and that makes it okay. 

There’s this great amount of serenity and peace lying on my bed, listening to music or maybe just the persistent cracking sound from the apt above (god knows what they are doing) and breathing in and out, not thinking about anything, but at the same time recollecting everything im feeling at this moment. At this part of the day when it is late and yet the city is still pretty much alive outside my window. 

This feels real. Feels like that one moment of the day when I am connecting with myself. Not just living through the motions of the day, but living this moment. 

It’s been a crazy month. Whatever’s happened in the last month has engulfed my thoughts so much that i barely thought about anything prior to that. I think im moving, and thats great because i basically havent moved since a year ago. 

I hope we both end up somewhere better. I would definitely want that for you. i hate saying anything is a mistake but i definitely need to start admitting there are tons of things i have done in the past year that were bad, wrong, and i wish i had the courage or the wisdom to not have made those bad decisions. 

I need to stop thinking, planning or hoping and fucking act on things. I think it’s time to live like its fucking my own life and priorities. 

[betype]

[bradleyspitzer]

Make stuff you love and talk about stuff you love and you’ll attract people who love that kind of stuff. It’s that simple.

Austin Kleon, Show Your Work  (via thingssheloves)

[newblogisjacindaelena]

[birchbox-deactivated20191216]

Dreaming of Summer.

[bewitchedentity-blog]

lol im so hungry, and i remember this time years back i would be boiling instant ramen. 

but I'm now just gobbling down cups and cups of water. oh boy. 

spring's here. finally. 2 more months until we move on. how much have things changed. 

[bewitchedentity-blog]

i know i have read this somewhere and at that moment it was a revelation for me. 

you don't need to be sorry for being who you are, and feeling what you are naturally feeling. that's what it means to be human, and to be you. 

which makes it just so much easier, to walk away from people who make you feel unappreciated, less than who you are, and uncomfortable being yourself in front of them. 

do you need to be angry? most of the times, no. because people are different, and it's interesting we realize this in our senior year and know that it does take you that long to know someone, and yourself. it's completely fine to be different, which also makes it completely ok to not be sorry, that you decided to stop letting yourself invest and get hurt/disappointed and feel like shit because of intention/unintentional doings of people you used to be care about. 

it takes a while to stop caring, but you know you're on to a better path. and you become really grateful for the people on the other end who proved against time and that gamble we almost all have to take when we choose to just go even a little closer than how much we already are, that they could actually be really really great friends. 

I am very very glad for the nature of balance God places in our lives. 

[metropolissalonar-blog]