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love is patient love is kind wish u saw what i saw that night love is chasing neon lights wish u saw what i saw that night
going to start some new hoax bullshit by saying that actually the reason wavy/curly hair frizzes in the heat despite so many people from hot places having curly hair is because evolutionarily this meant that the volume of it would mean it’s lighter and therefore easier for wind to move thru. and i just made that shit up
holding myself back from getting mad at very small things. practicing #wellness #mentalstability #anti-periodthinking #iamnotruledbymycramps
trying not to burst into tears on the bus to work because i got a sudden wave of nostalgia for fall semester. is it so evil of me to crave the safety&security of october. supernatural and soup and the weather being mild enough for a light jacket. going to work in an environment i Understood
does anyone else also have trouble reconciling the two halves of their academic years (i’m having a lot of trouble)
the sexiest thing a man can be is only an extension of someone else. the sexiest thing a woman can be is angry. this is true
thinking about supergirl at work and got sad real fast all of a sudden
fall is for emo. spring is for pop-punk
there’s like a specific kind of american pop-punk that like curls in my gut and makes me feel like everything will be okay but also reminds me that my current movie-like life is temporary. Like my publishing office job—apartment with my best friend—work commute—park picnic—bar crawl life is like. A temporary american dream ripped from a 2000s movie catalogue set on the east coast somewhere. Like it’s just so perfect. Too perfect. I don’t know how to preserve it in order to make sure i enjoy it
How To Be Normal To Your Friend Who Has Decided To Be The Most Annoying She’s Ever Been. Am I The Problem
everyone is so stupid so stupid so stupid pissing me off
btw you will miss this in 5 or 10 years. memory will smooth these circumstances down like a river stone, and you will find yourself longing for a shade of light or a moment of this particular innocence. you don't know about what happens next, and one day that will be the most alluring thing of all. don't leave it all for nostalgia. have a nice night now, whatever night it happens to be.
getting on my immigrant narrative wonder woman soapbox again (when am i not) but like. i was catching up on absolute wonder woman and it’s so soaked in her culture and she brings it with her everywhere she goes. every enemy she fights is in the name of her goddesses and every battle move she has was learnt from her history and every good thing she is she learnt from her mother. and no one gets it no one understands her…they try to relate and they try to help and she appreciates them for what they are but you are only able to reach so far across the divide when you were not given the luxury of assimilation. Like. You left your Life behind forever for some Purpose greater than you and you can’t find the way back because you have grown like a plant separating from a hedge and there is no entry point to enter and remerge and neither of your lives will wait for you to come back and you will become something in-between and alone
listening to hozier at sixteen in the dark surrounded by an airplane of people asleep lit only by the dawn breaking through one errant window and listening to hozier at twenty-three alone in your bedroom watching the moon sparkle on the waves because the river is extra choppy tonight. You dont always know what to do with all that except start believing there’s a beginning and an end to your life
lowkey rlly grateful that tumblr doesn’t have an auto-translate feature for posts
google search how to not get annoyed and angry every time someone you love is acting like a holier than thou fucking know it all bitch. Google please
lights from my window not shining brightly enough to listen to music about :( is it because my own inner sparkle has dimmed?