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name a more iconic moment in television history. i’ll wait.

Daily reminder: If they wanna talk to you, they will. If they wanna be with you, they will. If they wanna make things work, they will. Don’t let things be one sided. It’s not healthy, and it’s not fair to you.

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when ur a lonely lesbian u daydream abt having a wife to such a ridiculous degree like ln I was falling asleep and I truly thought 2 myself “I hope my future wife is a light packer so she can fit a blanket in her bag when we travel and I can use it on the plane bc I can never fit one in my bag” like u useless lesbian will u Calm Down!!!

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I’m stuck between meticulously visualizing our future life. Or planning one on my own if I don’t ever meet “Ms. Right”

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types of people - science

chemistry - tea drinker, colorful socks, crafty, small smiles, long eyelashes, messy, diverse music taste

physics - lack of sleep, lip biting, untied shoelaces, sci-fi movies, b&w, electric cars, skinny jeans

biology - home filled with plants, activism, loves cooking, hard worker, plays the guitar, social

astronomy - wide eyes, vintage clothes, old records, introverted, night owl, biting your nails, child at heart

mathematics - minimalism, bullet journaling, cinnamon buns, cacti on the windowsill, nerdy

oceanography - oversized clothes, doodling in sketchbooks, a bit detached, fall person, swimmer

My mom introduced me to the magical herb Valerian I’ve spent the past 3 weeks with her, which is the longest period I’ve seen her in over a decade. She abused drugs, and fought constantly with my father, and was a pretty negligent young parent and we’ve never had a “good” or “normal” relationship ever. There has been points where I don’t see or speak to her for months because we can’t stop fighting and hurting each other. But something had changed this last time, and we talked- as equals, as women- and I was able to tell her how I felt hurt by the lies and the betrayals and the simple fact that I felt she abandoned me over and over everytime she would sweep into my life then not speak to me for months. And she apologized. And she told me of her pain, and her abusive childhood, and her rocky relationships, and most of all- how she knows how much and how often she’s fucked up, but how never, not even for a moment, did she stop loving me or my siblings. And how she’s so fucking grateful that I’m talking to her again and want to spend time with her. And, I forgive her. And I forgive myself. And I know I’m not “fixed” and I’ll still struggle with my own relationships, and mental issues, and all sorts of baggage. But, I can’t explain how incredible it feels to have 22 years of hurt and anger washed away and soothed by a little maturity and time and a cup of valerian tea