#forever this

[absenceisaformofwinter]

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Abira Al Sahlani

[i-cordelia]

Me @ Robert Sugden

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[normanthatisall]

Always … ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

[lostperplexedlover]

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[silveredsound]

dearmrsawyer replied to your post “universnerd replied to your post “why am I only just now learning...”

i hope this discussion is never resolved, i hope we all just continue receiving contradictory reports and nouis continue to get cranky at being called tiny while being tiny, and the speculation flourishes on always

Oh Jamila, co-signed in triplicate. 

[luffthearts]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ctz-k7NXq4s)

[foreigntongue]

To have that sense of one’s intrinsic worth which constitutes self-respect is potentially to have everything: the ability to discriminate, to love and to remain indifferent. To lack it is to be locked within oneself, paradoxically incapable of either love or indifference. If we do not respect ourselves, we are on the one hand forced to despise those who have so few resources as to consort with us, so little perception as to remain blind to our fatal weaknesses. On the other, we are peculiarly in thrall to everyone we see, curiously determined to live out — since our self-image is untenable — their false notion of us. We flatter ourselves by thinking this compulsion to please others an attractive trait: a gist for imaginative empathy, evidence of our willingness to give. Of course I will play Francesca to your Paolo, Helen Keller to anyone’s Annie Sullivan; no expectation is too misplaced, no role too ludicrous. At the mercy of those we cannot but hold in contempt, we play roles doomed to failure before they are begun, each defeat generating fresh despair at the urgency of divining and meting the next demand made upon us.

Joan Didion, On Self Respect