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hello
why am I here again after 4 years
paralyzed
And when I looked at you then with tears in your eyes, emotions rising to the surface, and I told you gently to stop trying so hard – I also reminded you that your own expectations were partly where the stress stemmed. For we who truly care are often far harder on ourselves than others are willing to be. Because we who truly care are often our own worst enemy. We mentally beat ourselves up for trivial failures. We tell ourselves we’re not enough. We compare ourselves to others. We work ourselves to the bone in the hopes of achieving the perfect life.
That Other Teacher Down the Hall
books are so beautiful; each page tells a story, literally and figuratively. the bent corners and loose pages, the stains and waviness of pages once wet; they’re all indications as to what type of people have read the book. they tell us where the book has been and let us simply imagine what it was doing there. the words tell a story too obviously, but i often wonder how that’s the only story people pay attention to.
Okay, so here you are, a writer. Your excuse for living is what you’re writing. That is the purpose of your life. The question you need to be asking yourself is, if you could only work on one thing ever, what would it be?
Garth Risk Hallberg (via promptly-written)
That one teammate that takes multiplayer too far.
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I CANT SEE ANYTHING OH MY GOD
ah yes, my favourite foreign language feel, “I know what all of those words mean individually but not together like that”
not to forget its twin “i know (roughly) what you’re saying, but what are those words?”
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me giving affection: oh man i really hope im not like overstepping my boundaries here. what if i make them uncomfortable? do they feel obligated to say thank you? am i going too far and scaring them? what if i’m annoying?
me receiving affection: AAAAAAAAA!!!!! AAAAAAA!A!!!!!!!AAAAAAAAAAAA
Except now I’m 26
people are always like “are you a morning person or a night person” and I’m just like buddy I’m barely even a person
Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You’re doing just fine.
Charlotte Eriksson (via fawun)
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