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bestyouuniveristy

Self care is also not arguing with people who are committed to misunderstanding you.

ttakahashis

https://www.instagram.com/p/CDN7mrbjwjq/

ashstfu

i'm SO laid back, i only care about like 3 things in the world:

books, hot chocolate, my favorite fictional character, coffee, music, classic literature

every person on this earth and their opinion of me

the crushing psychological weight of being alive

coffeepeople

One time a friend told me that if she wanted to have a chill night she would come to me and ask for tea and a book to read. I didn’t like tea at the time, but I always made sure my cupboards had them in case she needed a quiet night. One time I told my boss that I loved oranges, but couldn’t peel them because of my nails. For a year he made sure to peel me one at least once a week. Once my friends gave me a made up superlative of “most likely to have a pen they could borrow” and ever since I’ve made sure I always carry a pen with me. A long time ago, my high school librarian told me that no one would care what my grade in my sophomore chemistry class was if I’m bringing them doughnuts and asking them about their day.

coffeepeople

Sometimes friendship is about carrying pens and peeling oranges. But the point is, surrounding yourself with people who you want to do the little things for. The point of it all is bringing in the doughnuts because you’ve found the people who deserve the doughnuts.

coffeepeople

And I’m so fucking lucky, and I don’t always say it or even think it. Because I have friends who send me letters and who told me when the cafeteria at work had chopped tomatoes and who want to watch Scream with me and it just hits me sometimes that this world can do the ugliest things to people, but as long as I still have a friend who will point out dogs on the sidewalks to me then I have something amazing to live for. And as long as I have pals who I want to make peppermint bark for, then I have a reason to keep pushing this world to be better.

aspiritualwarrior

“All you can do for another person is be an environment in which if they wanted to come up for air, they could.”

— Ram Dass

words-and-coffee

“This is how poems happen for me. Bits and pieces, glimpses and strokes, hints and imagistic nudges, and at some almost-accidental moment it all flies together–not to make sense but to induce a feeling. I call these gifts.”

— Yusef Komunyakaa, from The Poet’s Notebook: Excerpts from the Notebooks of 26 American Poets, eds. Stephen Kuusisto, Deborah Tall, & David Weiss (W. W. Norton & Co., 1995)

wistful-giselle

just thinking of how our meaning or purpose in life is merely to experience. eating an orange segment, hoping for snow, being in love, returning over and over to one painting, stepping outside for the full moon, submersion in water, having a favourite colour, knowing beauty, feeling alone, feeling connected, feeling longing… it is enough.

anancientheart

dreaming / remembering

anancientheart

love is not just the soft place but also the place where you have to look at yourself and ask, “can i be better? can i be kinder? can i give more? can i listen more? can i grow? can i support?”

thunderstruck9

Cedric Morris (British, 1889-1982), Wild Flowers, 1923. Oil on canvas, 27 x 22 in.

wildestbabe

andallshallbewell

spacedmar

A concept: eating fresh fruit on a balcony in Greece during the golden hour with little or no clothing on, hair tied in a bun, wine in my glass, the beach close by