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truly worried i'm going to spend the rest of my life listening to people around me say shit like "we just need to get back to pre-2020 times" in the same way that the boomers have been desperate to get back to the 1950s.
I know it's hokey, but I guess when I'm watching The Bear, I just think, if these people can get out of their shit, maybe I can get out of mine too.
How many times have you tried to talk to someone about something that matters to you, tried to get them to see it the way you do? And how many of those times have ended with you feeling bitter, resenting them for making you feel like your pain doesn't have any substance after all?Like when you've split up with someone, and you try to communicate the way you feel, because you need to say the words, need to feel that somebody understands just how pissed off and frightened you feel. The problem is, they never do. "Plenty more fish in the sea," they'll say, or "You're better off without them," or "Do you want some of these potato chips?" They never really understand, because they haven't been there, every day, every hour. They don't know the way things have been, the way that it's made you, the way it has structured your world. They'll never realise that someone who makes you feel bad may be the person you need most in the world. They don't understand the history, the background, don't know the pillars of memory that hold you up. Ultimately, they don't know you well enough, and they never can. Everyone's alone in their world, because everybody's life is different. You can send people letters, and show them photos, but they can never come to visit where you live.Unless you love them. And then they can burn it down.
Michael Marshall Smith, Only Forward
It's been awhile since I've done something that felt like it truly mattered
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onemuseleft replied to your post “i think most of my followers r gonna be really disappointed in me with...”
You've definitely made me curious
i’ve been working my courage up to going public with it
i’ve been reading fanfiction for days and i think i’m finally ready
it’s reylo
Maybe I messed up but it didn’t change the fact that in that moment I was unable to move forward with the reality I had been served and so I chose myself as he had clearly done our whole friendship.
(Via amons-abyss)