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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Sade Olutola

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izzy's playlists!
Noah Kahan

Origami Around

if i look back, i am lost
Stranger Things

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The Stonewall Inn
Show & Tell
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Mike Driver

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@recoveringreader
Happy Pride!
Iced coffee is so yummy it almost makes up for the heart palpitations
Happy pride babes! You are beautiful being who you are 💖
ur the only one who can change the future
does anyone else remember being a hapless american child looking at the prices of books on the inside flap and wondering. do we just hate canadians? this book is $8 here and $13 there, that feels..... mean somehow
I HIGHLY recommend giving compliments to random strangers.
Not, like, fake compliments or randomly giving scrounged up compliments to everyone you pass in the street, but -- say you see someone with an article of clothing you really really like. Cool accessories or a great haircut or something. Tell them.
I told an old woman yesterday that I liked her blouse. It was this super pretty white-at-the-top-floral-at-the-bottom shirt which was really lovely. So i backtracked where I'd walked past her and I said "excuse me - i love your shirt." And this harried, stressed-looking 80-something year old brightened up immediately, and beamed, and then when she and I headed off in separate directions, she had a pep in her step.
This other time I told a woman that I liked her boots. She gave me a company name thats since become my favourite brand of shoes. I told someone else that her scarf was cute and she was like "do you like it? Here, you can have it," and she dropped her scarf in my hands and then got on her train and left. I once saw a woman who had clearly put effort into her outfit that day but was now looking harried and frazzled as she wrangled four children across the road, and I told her that her outfit was gorgeous and she lit up like a christmas tree. I told a gay man that I loved his whole look once and he turned into a smiling, blushing mess as his super delighted and proud boyfriend was like "yea, he DOES look gorgeous doesnt he?"
If you see someone with something compliment-worthy going on, don't hold back. What's the point? Ive never once had a bad response to giving a compliment to a stranger. Everyone to a tee has been absolutely thrilled to receive a surprise compliment about their outfit or their make up or their shoes or their vibe or etc. Give out compliments to random strangers. Its free, and it'll make their whole day.
accidentally said "invasive thoughts" instead of "intrusive thoughts" today and actually I think I'm onto something. this thought does not belong here and it is harming the local ecosystem
Lavender marriage collage
“Someone taught you that if you don’t make yourself easy to love, you won’t be loved at all. And that’s a fat lie.”
— Pearlieee, The People-Pleaser in You Was Born from Rejection. Now Kill It.
Since I am a perfectionist it used to really bother me when my books got creased or damaged, which is a sort of an inevitability, at least with paperbacks. However, I realize now that avoiding damaging a book sort of defeats the purpose. A book that has been truly loved and/or delved-into is going to look much worse for wear than a book that has been sitting on the shelf for years. If anything a book’s imperfections in appearance are simply a reminder of how deeply it has been observed.
honestly yall just gotta be comfortable reading books that make you feel stupid
Sometimes you just gotta scrap journal the blues away.
Don’t wanna be a nobody anymore.
Seems like everybody’s somebody,
or at least has somebody.
Seems like everybody’s a better body than me,
And every body’s a better body than me,
And I don’t wanna be some nobody anymore.