People act according to the way they experience the world. If you can understand their experience, you can understand their behavior.
R.D. Laing, The Politics of Experience (via fyp-psychology)

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People act according to the way they experience the world. If you can understand their experience, you can understand their behavior.
R.D. Laing, The Politics of Experience (via fyp-psychology)
Patricia Highsmith, The Talented Mr. Ripley
Things worth having don’t come easy… You have to fight for it until you’re tired of fighting, and then you take a breather and fight some more…Don’t give up. You’ll regret it.
Abbi Glines, You Were Mine (via wordsnquotes)
sexualities as doors:
hetrosexual: door swings one way
homosexual: door swings the other way
bisexual: door swings both ways
pansexual: revolving door
demisexual: door is locked and only one person has the key
asexual: door is actually a wall
Science Of Persuasion
So, I’ve been pulled over a few times in my life. Not many, but a few. And I’ve also been in a couple of cars that got pulled over. And let me tell you, if you were actually doing something wrong, the officer doesn’t make any small talk, just straight into “I clocked you doing 70 in a 55.” The only time I’ve ever gotten the “do you know why I pulled you over?” was the time when I wasn’t doing anything wrong, and I got let go even though he insisted to the end that I was doing 87 in a 70 (white privilege at work).
“Do you know why I pulled you over?” is a trap. It means there’s a good chance the officer doesn’t actually have a good reason to ticket you, and is trying to get you to waive your 5th Amendment rights and incriminate yourself. If you make a guess, that’s a confession of guilt.
But there’s another trap, that I’ve heard of but haven’t yet experienced. It’s “do you know how fast you were going?” With that one, they’re hoping you’ll say no, because then they can name whatever speed they want – you just said you didn’t know how fast you were going, if you deny the speed they name then you’re lying to them.
Oh, I’ve had that one. Go with “yes.” Don’t give them a number, just say “Yes.” Then they still have to offer a number and you can deny it without contradicting yourself. They could just ask you, at that point, but that’s suspiciously similar to saying they don’t know, and they tend to avoid doing that.
Reblog to save a life
There are days that I cannot find the sun even though its right outside my goddamn window.
Neil Hilborn, “This is Not the End of the World” (via wordsnquotes)
Check out this poem and more in Neil’s book, Our Numbered Days (on sale today!)
You’re not a bad person because you want to be yourself.
Jodi Picoult (via quotemadness)
I recently complimented a girl on her hair. It was bright purple and so pretty. It looked great on her. Suited her perfectly. Her face lit up when my friend and I stopped her to say that her hair was pretty. Both Cheyenne and myself were in awe of how well this young lady pulled off her look. Btw, when I say young, I mean probably no more than 17 Y/O. But her fucking father…. he pulled on her hair showing us it was a wig and blurted out, “It’s not real.” I was so shocked. The look on this young woman’s face was of obvious embarrassment. And her father was clearly enjoying it. When the dad had lifted the wig I could see she had patchy regrowth from, I’m sure, an ailment (I won’t begin to guess). I could just see her pain and embarrassment. I could see the tears coming.
It was all I could do to not hit her fucking father.
Thank goodness I had my wig in my purse. I pulled that shit out so fast. I said here, “Check out mine.” Me showing mine off made her instantly relax. Even her dad kind of shut up. I then pulled up my Tumblr app to show her that a ton of girls wear wigs. I told her how she doesn’t need to ever even tell anyone she’s wearing one because it looks so great and natural to her. I said all of these things VERY loudly so that the dad would hear it. And so yeah that’s how the tumblr app helped me stop a 17 year old girl from crying.
Omfg I want to fight her father
you probably made that girls day so hard this is such a nice story!
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See
The tragedy of falling in love with someone is that the feeling may fade, but you’ll always love them… there’s going to be a piece of you that they’ll keep. Something you can’t get back, something you may not want back… the love will always be there… just not as strong.
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Help me if you can. I’m feeling down, and I do appreciate you being around.
The Beatles, “Help!,” Help! (via thequotejournals)