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not me reading my own poetry and being like, “girl, REAL” 💀
i have a soft spot in my heart for people who notice the little things
اي والله بيخدوا قلبي كده
احيانًا نحتاجُ ان نغمض اعيننا كي لا نؤذي قُلوبنا، حتّى وان باتت الأمور واضحة كَ الشمس.
Sometimes we have to close our eyes so as not to hurt our hearts, even when things are as clear as the sun.
“Despair is the price one pays for self-awareness. Look deeply into life, and you’ll always find despair.”
— Irvin Yalom
is your pen broken? do you have writers' block? we've got the solution for you.
try turning your brain off and on again.
the more extreme version of 1), restarting your brain.
put it in rice
stop looking for your answers on tumblr go write go go
anyone else just woke up one day and realized that our time on this earth is limited and that they really really really want to live despite every bad thing that happens and proceeded to have a break down or is it just me
Me: *life falling apart rapidly in front of eyes*
Also me: *proceeds to romanticize the hell out of it*
ignite me, tahereh mafi
this part had me 🥺🥺🥺
there’s sooo much beauty in slowing down and understanding yourself btw
Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own [originally published 1929]
im literally so obsessed with making compromises, coming to mutual understandings, listening without judgment, getting to the root of the issue, the alignment of the heart and mind, fairness, assessing situations, equity, justice etc recently.
[looks for you in everything] [finds you there]
i had an idea for a poem a little while ago but it got lost in life, in time, under a chair, under the blankets, outside a frosty window, beneath a quiet floorboard, under my tongue, inside your eyes
when you start reading again and it's like oh. oh . the sun actually does still shine.
you and me sitting on the beach while we listen to the waves
“What he knew, he knew from books, and books lied, they made things prettier.”
― Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life