sorry can you repeat that. i was busy trying to make eye contact and act normal and didn't hear you
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sorry can you repeat that. i was busy trying to make eye contact and act normal and didn't hear you
You will freeze in place if you remain this way. You must not, dear. You have to move.
Rainer Maria Rilke, in a letter to Sidonie Nádherná, dated 1 August 1913
if you start reading books again. you will feel at least a little better. I promise
has anyone noticed recently that it's expensive
isolation the most goated coping mechanism i love talking to no one and losing my mind alone
sorry for acting weird. that was me following my heart
Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Sylvie Le Bon-de Beauvoir quoted in Simone de Beauvoir: A Biography
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https://www.instagram.com/subwayhands/
this august do whatever you want and stay up late
and ignore anyone that tells you how you should live your life
So it turns out I actually have to build the life I want to live
i do believe on some level that real love is ugly. i think we’ve convinced ourselves otherwise by ingesting highly filtered staged moments of other people’s relationships and telling ourselves that maybe we are too ugly for love. but real love — it’s waking up in the dead of morning with dried drool on your face, it’s bleeding in a bed that isn’t yours, it’s having a panic attack in the park and not knowing how to verbalize what you’re feeling, it’s not shaving + not apologizing, it’s crying because you need something you cannot name + much more — all while being held.
i highly recommend for women and girls to be intellectually curious and difficult to shame
Anyone else fuck with individual songs? Who is the artist? I dunno. What album is it from? Shut up. What year was it released? *tim allen grunt* What's the title of the track? Fuck you. But it goes like this: *poorly memorized chorus*
I love that song. Do not ask me anything about it.