101 musings

Maxine, Sydney; // "I can do this," I thought. Then: "And even if I can't, I have to."

[metamorphesque]

— Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things: A Novel

[facinaoris]

Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head, Warsan Shire

[cheezriz]

Wish you were beer

[ladybugpdf-deactivated20250512]

been thinking a lot about anticipatory grief lately. i love you so much that i know losing you will devastate me. i haven't lost you yet but i already miss you. we still have time, but it won't be enough. i think about what i would say at your funeral, and say some of it to you now cause i need you to know how loved you are before you go. you will go where i cannot follow, but you will never really leave me. it won't make it hurt less but it is a part of healing somehow.

[allthoselayersofsilence]

Lori Gottlieb, Maybe You Should Talk to Someone

[birdasaurus]

Sadie Culberson

[knightowlet]

Do y’all think siblings in medieval times would look at the little beasts in illuminated manuscripts and point at each other like ‘ha! ‘Tis thou!’

[doublesuh]

[redstonedust]

nothing more disappointing than a shower with low water pressure. i don't want to feel like a wet sad beast left out in the rain i want to be power washed.

[neckkiss]

St. Elmo’s Fire (1985)

[neckkiss]

“The Breakfast Club”

[kafk-a]

Sandra Cisneros, ‘Dulzura’ 

[wilwheaton]

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[itspileofgoodthings]

my dad taught me history in high school (all girls, private, catholic school) and one of my absolute favorite things about him was that, unlike every other teacher I had, he was never calm when a bee or, more accurately, a hornet or yellowjacket, flew in the window. he would stop whatever he was doing, reach for a book or rolled up piece of paper, and say with great dramatic flair, “ladies, the enemy is here.”

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[perrfectly]

[noceiling-m]