I hate change, I’m scared of change, I need something big in my life to change soon or else I’ll go crazy
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I hate change, I’m scared of change, I need something big in my life to change soon or else I’ll go crazy
i’ve been feeling like a loser because well i’ve been engaging in loser behaviour and activities like not looking after myself
Stop saying “do it scared” i do everything scared I sleep scared Boy i’ll kill u
amir khusrow (1253–1325 CE)
This is back on my dash! And listen, I love to see Amir Khusrau getting appreciation, but this translation ignores a lot. The original rhymes! And scans! And does playful things with register! And conveys a tone of affectionate banter between the two speakers, not least because it has them both addressing each other as sakhi (translated above as “girl”) in the last two lines. I think taking some liberties with line order is worth it to preserve more of the rest—and I think there’s a better translation of sakhi. And so:
He only visits once a year, I splurge big on him when he’s here, His kisses make my tastebuds tango. Who, bitch, your man? Nah, bitch, a mango.
sure he understands leftist theory but does he believe feminism is a worthwhile and rigorous school of thought which is inextricable from class struggle
in some way i have failed every single social interaction i have ever had
i have wild sentences roaming through me at all times
In this light she could almost be a beauty, he thought. In this light she could almost be a knight.
These remind me of this drawing by Franz Kafka from the 1900s. We've been feeling this way for a long time.
it’s highly plausible that the majority of men have committed rape, and/or do not consider certain harrassments to be rape or certain interactions to be harrassment, and/or have sexually harrassed while believing themselves to be totally innocent of wrongdoing, and/or are unwilling to believe their friends/political allies/idols to be capable of rape. the question remains: How do we exist in a world such as this? How can we look any man in the eye. How do we not give into despair
any tips for developing discipline? ive been going through life on a lackadaisical hedonist build but ive got a bunch of mysterious problems that i may or may not be at fault for
▽ The first envelope was a pair of wings.
My head is a buzzing three star hotel
Lights VI: The Spa (1974), Micheal Andrews / Blank Slate (2008), The National
feminist retelling shoulsnt be the woman does some girlboss shit femist retelling is she does the same stuff except u actually give a shit abt her perspective and thoughts and feelings as a human being this time
i need to forgive myself for everything by this weekend so i can start fixing my life from next week
Need to develop a hunger for things that are actually good for me idk man