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@like-steps-in-a-dance
It’s a crochet & cooking shows kind of day 🥘📺❤️ #crochet #crochetcrazy #crochetaddict #crochetallday #crochetshawl #shawl #homemade #crafty #craftygirl #workinprogress #wip #crochetwip #sunday #sundayfunday #sundayvibes #lazysunday #peaceful #crochetandwatch #tv #cookingshows #watchingcookingshows https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxp3YA3gnT8/?igshid=b0zscxpm3xx9
Reading and puppy dog snuggles sounds like a good day off to me 🐶📖❤️ #reading #books #currentlyreading #thegirlwhokickedthehornetsnest #stieglarsson #thegirlwiththedragontattoo #dogs #muttsofinstagram #pitbull #dachshund #showmeyourpitties #relaxation #dayoff #happyplace https://www.instagram.com/p/BnMQzOPAkIu/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jg6s90kiz22a
@scalabrinelsgod: “dustin was playing the long game to get nancy this entire time”
A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.
this fucks me up every single time
I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.
After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.
She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.
Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.
The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.
The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.
Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.
I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.
second hand pride
“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”
— Lauren DeStefano, Wither
Hey, hey remember that it’s okay to feel like you’re growing out of books or authors you loved. Even if those books or authors really had an impact on you. We’re constantly changing as individuals and with that, our tastes change as well. It’s okay to grow out of things. That doesn’t mean you’re betraying them or yourself - it just means that you’re an ever changing human and liking those things was a step in your evolution.
At the same time, it’s okay to NOT grow out of certain books or authors. It’s okay to still be excited over someone’s new book, even if they published 20 before it. It’s okay to still be reading YA, for example, even if you’re way past the “target audience” for this genre.
I’ll repeat something that I’ve said times and times before: you do you. Read what makes you happy and fulfilled and what brings you joy. Always unapologetically.
This is definitely going to be one of the first songs I blast if/when I ever get my dream car and take it for a spin 😎🎶 #mood #music #favorites #tearsforfears #everybodywantstoruletheworld
Peanut butter & banana toast is what snack dreams are made of
“I can feel infinitely alive curled up on the sofa reading a book.”
— Benedict Cumberbatch
26 Things Adults Do Who Have Experienced Childhood Emotional Abuse
There’s a lot of compelling research being done lately about how the way we grew up affects our behavior as adults. Studies have linked childhood trauma, for example, to increased levels of alcoholism and depression in adults.
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Book vs. Hair.
“For what are we born if not to aid one another?” ———————————————— I haven’t read this book since college and decided it’s about time for a reread. It’s as bleak as any war novel can be expected to be, but it also has a loveliness in it, in its characters, that reminds the reader of the dual nature of humanity - our inner cruelty and kindness. ———————————————— #books #currentlyreading #inkatheart #forwhomthebelltolls #ernesthemingway #blogger #bookblogger #vacation #dayoff
