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hotvampireadjacent

Honestly if we didn’t share the planet with funny little animals I would have fucking lost it years ago

wifegideonnav

“bits to use in everyday conversations”

free-my-mindd

silkyswan

crabussy

how come they make you reinvent the concept of dinner every evening. I have to make dinner come true every evening like some kind of unpaid genie intern

eymurn

In your 20s, you'll feel like you're losing the race. It's important to understand that there is no race.

grippiersockgangggg-deactivated

I was not made for….*gestures broadly at the world*

petaltexturedskies

In films, we are voyeurs, but in novels, we have the experience of being someone else: knowing another person’s soul from the inside. No other art form does that. And this is why sometimes, when we put down a book, we find ourselves slightly altered as human beings. Novels change us from within.

Donna Tartt

calliopechild

We all like to think we can handle change gracefully, and then someone rearranges our grocery store.

fellator

doesn't it piss you off that you have to find something to eat every single day. every one of them. just every day. you gotta eat something

madgirlscosm-deactivated2025102

I think it is mandatory, especially in the morning, to be quiet

matineaux-deactivated20260222

kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

lonelyroommp3

the greatest thing about having a cat is it just scratches my inherent itch to be annoying. life is just so much better when you can walk through your living room and point at the animal minding her own business on the couch and go “itsababyyyyy” in a really fucking stupid voice

shoyohnt

sorry for how I acted when there were multiple noises happening at the same time

peelingmandarins

“The dynamic of friendship is almost always underestimated as a constant force in human life […], but no matter the medicinal virtues of being a true friend or sustaining a long close relationship with another, the ultimate touchstone of friendship is not improvement, neither of the other nor of the self, the ultimate touchstone is witness, the privilege of having been seen by someone and the equal privilege of being granted the sight of the essence of another, to have walked with them and to have believed in them, and sometimes just to have accompanied them for however brief a span, on a journey impossible to accomplish alone.”

— David Whyte, Consolations (via exhaled-spirals)