YOU ARE THE REASON
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@jaas
2020 update
Shelter-in-place has led to my jaas tumblr return. I am not surprised because every now and then I enjoy spending time reflecting on my past, the emotions I’ve ever felt and all tears I’ve cried. Having all this time and thinking of some of the best memories and greatest people I’ve ever met.
Gosh, what a whole decade of love. Thank you!
i’d like to be my old self again but i’m still trying to find it
Last time I wrote on my tumblr was exactly a year and three days ago. Here’s an update:
still working at the same place; second year of grad school; graduate student president; w + max; white houses; taylor swift; game of thrones; brand new; harry styles; sisters; ocean beach; running; wine...
My life is so busy now. Working M-F full-time at a job I have both outgrown/feel limited in. Going to graduate school all day on Saturdays. This is probably the best most proactive decision I could have made for myself. And also working part time at the yoga studio near my apt. Which is good until I overexert myself.
I’d tell my younger self to live carelessly while it lasts and appreciate time spent with people you really love. It sucks I don’t sleep in any later than 7 am anymore bc of this schedule but its worth it.
Also writing this as a reflection of my bf. Who cooked spaghetti and brought home flowers after my first day of school. Who takes care of our dog and cleans the apt and still manages to wake up at 6 am and study every morning. I know everything we’re doing these days will be worth it in the end.
Best teammate award goes to Laurie Hernandez
i love this so much
Forever reblogging.
There is a hunger in you, Clark. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do. I’m not really telling you to jump off tall buildings, or swim with whales or anything (although I would secretly love to think you were), but to live boldly. Push yourself. Don’t settle. Wear those stripy legs with pride. And if you insist on settling down with some ridiculous bloke, make sure some of this is squirrelled away somewhere. Knowing you still have possibilities is a luxury. Knowing I might have given them to you has alleviated something for me. So this is it. You are scored on my heart, Clark. You were from the first day you walked in, with your ridiculous clothes and your bad jokes and your complete inability to ever hide a single thing you felt. You changed my life so much more than this money will ever change yours. Don’t think of me too often. I don’t want to think of you getting all maudlin. Just live well. Just live. Love, Will
So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More Compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and decide
Meredith Grey (via badtexter)
She always taught me to admire my damages. Did you know, she would begin, That the Grand Canyon was formed by the relentless current of the Colorado River cutting into the earth over the course of millions of years? See, even this world has scars, she would say, And look how beautiful that can be.
Beau Taplin • T h e G r a n d C a n y o n (via afadthatlastsforever)
Does the sun ask itself, “Am I good? Am I worthwhile? Is there enough of me?” No, it burns and it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “What does the moon think of me? How does Mars feel about me today?” No it burns, it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “Am I as big as other suns in other galaxies?” No, it burns, it shines.
Andrea Dworkin, Our blood: prophecies and discourses on sexual politics (1976)
We lose ourselves in things we love. We find ourselves there, too.
Kristin Martz (via hplyrikz)
Clear your mind here
(via hplyrikz)
Not everything is supposed to become something beautiful and long-lasting. Sometimes people come into your life to show you what is right and what is wrong, to show you who you can be, to teach you to love yourself, to make you feel better for a little while, or to just be someone to walk with at night and spill your life to. Not everyone is going to stay forever, and we still have to keep on going and thank them for what they’ve given us.
Emery Allen (via perrfectly)
Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind.
Anthony Bourdain (via psych-facts)
Note to self: Don’t seek to be relevant, or liked, seek to be undeniable. Seek to be compassionate. Seek integrity. Seek humility. Seek Light.
(via awelltraveledwoman)
You felt familiar the moment I met you. A lovely sort of déjà vu. When we spoke or laughed or danced I became overwhelmed by the powerful sensation that I had been here before. And when we kissed I felt the energies of a thousand lives on our lips, like our souls had known each other all along.
Beau Taplin • D é j à v u (via afadthatlastsforever)
Friendly reminder to check you’re not holding tension in your body. Let your shoulders drop, unclench your hands and jaw. Take a deep breath. Much better.
So idk why I had to reset my tumblr pw that I've had since I was 16 which led me thru hoops of reactivating a non-professional email address just bc jaas holds such sentimental impact on my life that I would literally cry if ever I couldn't get back on here well I'm back lol
Does the sun ask itself, “Am I good? Am I worthwhile? Is there enough of me?” No, it burns and it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “What does the moon think of me? How does Mars feel about me today?” No it burns, it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “Am I as big as other suns in other galaxies?” No, it burns, it shines.
Andrea Dworkin, Our blood: prophecies and discourses on sexual politics (1976)
