toda la vida es sueño, y los sueños, sueños son

✨ abril / xxv / literature, languages & linguistics

[literatstudies]

the sun shines for two seconds after gloomy weather and I already feel better. the beatles were right.

[wetcherryliquor]

[weltenwellen]

Leila Chatti, from “Tea”

[sadclowncentral]

(grabs you by the shoulders) you have to make room for new experiences in your life. you have to go through the unpleasant work of leaving your comfort zone, even if just for a few minutes at a time. because if you don't, your brain will trick you into stagnation. you will start to believe that the world can barely fit you in it. but that's not true. it's the opposite way around. you can fit the whole word inside of you. your task is only this: to welcome it with open arms

[cherryflavoredbutch]

oh fuck *falls back into old habits* *screen fades to black* *level loading* TIP: your belief that you are incapable of changing for the better will become a self fulfilling prophecy if left unchallenged

[literatstudies]

horrible news: my therapist said I have to be vulnerable

[literatstudies]

yes, I’m always doom scrolling. if I stop to think, I’ll crumble into dust.

[literatstudies]

The Worst Part of Losing a Loved One

I think the worst about losing a loved one, be it a family member, a friend, a partner, is that all those memories you made together only exist in your mind now. With other people, you can get together and remember adventures, sorrows, even fights, and laugh about it. You can be happy about your past. A shared memory is meaningful.

But when the other half of that memory dies, something breaks along with it. It’s up to you to remember the details, the moments, everything. That time was your time, and now you can’t forget anything, because if you forget, who’s gonna be there to help you remember?

I can’t ask my dad what he used to say every night he’d tucked me into bed, and now I can’t remember. That little ritual between us remains in my heart, in my feelings, in the smile I have whenever I think about the good things. But the details are gone. They’re blurry, messy, inconsistent, and he’s no longer here to help me find the words.

The jokes we used to share are in a book in my brain; jokes that I only tell as a way to keep him alive. It’s my way to do that, and no one else’s.

My father lives in the silly little dad jokes I tell once in a while. In the warmth of my bed whenever I need comfort. He lives in those grand memories. But I wish he’d still live in the details.

Maybe I just want him back.

[diabolicjoy]

you can start learning anything you always wanted at any point in your life. & how nice it is to remember that

[crazysodomite]

small talk? it was quite big to me. i love you

[literatstudies]

why is love so hard?! I just want to make my friends absolutely happy all the time WITHOUT having to think about the romantic aspects of it. I love my friends!!! they deserve the world and I wanna give it to them!!!

[literatstudies]

there are so many possible career paths and I have to choose ONE?! a horrifying thought to be honest

[literatstudies]

the guy I like likes my best friend (and she likes him back) – this is my cliché romance book era

[sweatermuppet]

every day i get my heart ripped out & every day i simply just continue

[sweatermuppet]

so much unprocessed grief so little human contact something more happens something awful or sad & you think you don't even have any room left to ache properly you let yourself have one quick sob & u plunge your hands back into the sink & wash the dishes & the next day it's the same. more of the same

[literatstudies]

I’m so tired of capitalism and forced consumerism!!!!! I hate that AI is now in everything!!!! we are slowly becoming every single thing dystopian movies/books warned us about and nobody! is! listening!

[literatstudies]

I need to stop overthinking every text I send

my voice disappears – I will never catch it. but my written words stain my hands with the sins of my past

[ruhlare-deactivated20220822]

The intimacy of being listened to with full attention and the intent to understand your soul; without judgement.