lost in daydreams

blog about everything; feminist, on ace spectrum, sarcastic lil' shit, has 2 many fandoms 4 her own good, music 24/7, creative journaling, learning stuff & food=💖, swears 2 much, sARCASM, did I mention sarcasm

[fall3n-nightingale]

Realizing I want a love like Penelope because I feel impossible to love, that I'm too much of a monster to be loved. Need someone to look at the thing I am and the harm I've caused and say "I see you, I know what you are, I know what you've done, and I love you anyway, in spite of, because of."

But at the end of the day no one is coming. There's only one person who's really going to understand me and it's me. So I guess that's the mission. Love yourself life Penelope loves Odysseus, and like Odysseus loves Penelope. Be willing to wait however long it takes for you to get where you want to be. And fight like hell to get yourself there.

[helenofsparta2]

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[astrothii]

odysseus tried to stop poseidon with the power of friendship and when that didn’t work went immediately to the power of Extreme Violence

[dark-elf-writes]

Odysseus after ten years of suffering, picking up Poseidon’s trident: Traumatize them back :)

Poseidon: Hey… Buddy… can we talk about this?

Odysseus: No :)

[mushyooms]

he's so real

[sourgrapelaffytaffy]

"How will you sleep at night?"

"Next to my wife."

[ghostvibesonly]

“how will you sleep at night?”

“next to my wife”

THE WAY I SCREAMED

[anxietyproblem]

[mylifeisjustafeverdream]

It's important to me that everyone knows my issues with the casting on the VA show has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Rose and Lissa aren't white, and everything to do with the fact that Dimitri is a 5'11 British twink.

[xdarkeningkrystals]

Tell me when I'm telling lies.

[psychicbluebirdmiracle]

Was curious how far Ithaca was from troy today while listening to epic the musical and rereading the illiad and I found this map

I think odysseus would have been better just to walk😭

[thequeenofthedisneyverse]

How...JUST HOW ODY???

[mmnto-vivere]

Brother went right past

[sleepcherry]

rebloggaa rahuli-karvinen niin rahuli löytää sinut 😻

[yars]

[supersexyawesomeness]

[wh0reforhekate-deactivated20230]

Ok ok ok so I just realized;

Gaslight: Demeter

Gatekeep: Hera

Girlboss: Hestia

Mansplain: Hades

Manipulate: Zeus

Malewife: Poseidon

[hartro-owns-my-heart-ro]

”getting thicker skin” is great in theory but I think for some people “get better at handling your thin skin” is gonna be way more helpful advice. I have strong emotional reactions to criticism and they might never go away, but i can continue to try and handle each situation maturely and that’s the important part. Sometimes irrational feelings are chronic and living with them is better than trying to beat yourself up into not having them.

[fittingoutjane]

Thoughts and feelings are never wrong, only words and actions can be wrong. If your strong feelings sometimes provoke actions you regret, the important thing is to control the actions, not stop the feelings.

[iridiumfermium]

hi day 2

I’m sitting by the isostatic press for the third day straight and I need some stimulation. I also desperately need to work on my internship report, so I’m typing this in an attempt to get my brain into typing mode.

I bought a very pretty dress yesterday - I think it makes me look like a fairy or like I have come from Narnia. The floral print, the colours and the cut gives it some major Winx Club vibes. Like, paired with my dirty green hightops it’s serving garden fairy. But I also saw another very similar dress, just in black and white, and I’m gonna try and buy it today. Also some socks maybe and a miniskirt, I really want another miniskirt. 

I’m tired. And I’m dizzy. Need a nap.

[mmnto-vivere]

It’s 12:34 AM. Didn’t take the nap, had some energy drink and had to fight through a bout of heavy sleepiness, usually energy drinks help me relax and focus, whilst also keeping me awake, that’s one of the reasons I try to have one at hand when I really want to get myself to focus on studies, but they very rarely make me sleepy. I’m actually still sleepy (that’s why this post is a mess, can’t English properly), still have half a can left, maybe will finish it off tonight.

I didn’t buy the dress in the end, I tried it on and promptly decided I look like a mom on her way to get her 4 year old child from the kindergarden. But I did get a cute miniskirt and also two cute tops and an adorable pastel purple cardigan. For some reason I convinced myself whilst in the store, that I will fit into a top that’s size small and didn’t try anything on. So when I got home and put it on it, of course, was too small - the buttons in the front were struggling for their dear life over my boobs. But I kinda came up with a solution - I took some thread and a needle and sewed (?) the front closed and now it looks nice. 

[ritikajyala]

He asked me when I fell in love with him and I knew it sounded dramatic to say the moment I saw him, so I told him this story of my grandma who had Alzheimer's- she forgot her name and the words for fruit and food, she forgot her address and how to use the washroom, all her life lost to the disease. The only thing she remembered was her son's name and when that began to fade, the one thing she always remembered was that she loved him, even in illness, even in insanity. She saw this 6 foot 2 man with a scrubby beard and she didn't know him but she said she trusted him, she asked him to hold her hand when she died. When does memory end and love begin? All I know is- she loved him before she remembered him.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire