Unknown personality

When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don't seem to matter very much. Do they?

[anvael]

[orlando-in-love]

"My memory begins with my anger."

-Jacqueline Harpman, I Who Have Never Known Men

[melodysbookhaven]

“Grief is like a deep, dark hole. It calls like a siren: Come to me, lose yourself here. And you fight it and you fight it and you fight it, but when you finally do succumb and jump down into it, you can’t quite believe how deep it is. It feels as if this is how you will live for the rest of your life, falling. Terrified and devastated, until you yourself die. But that is the mirage. That is grief’s dizzying spell. The fall isn’t never-ending. It does have a ground floor.”

Taylor Jenkins Reid, Carrie Soto Is Back

[melodysbookhaven]

“We live in a world where exceptional women have to sit around waiting for mediocre men.”

Taylor Jenkins Reid, Carrie Soto Is Back

[idleminds]

[evermored]

meredith grey in season 1 episode 5 of grey's anatomy

[demilypyro]

thinking about the scene in barbie where she asks for permission to be herself and she's told she doesn't need permission, and no one can give her permission for that, because it's just something you start doing

thinking about the scene in barbie where they say you don't need to be exceptional to have worth and deserve love, because just getting through the day is often hard enough

also thinking about the scene in barbie where barbie tells a bunch of construction workers she doesn't have a vagina and the construction workers who have no context beyond her being a pretty girl are like "oh okay that's cool"

[unknownpersonality]

The hardest thing that i found, when you lose someone, is the fact that you won't be able to share your life anymore with them. That you will have to go through all this experiences both good and bad, and you wont be able to talk about them.

[electricheart]

it’s so true that the greatest weapon against nihilism and existential despair is to find joy in the mundane and never stop chasing after love

[vermilionight-deactivated202302]

~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

[unknownpersonality]

It’s an interesting kind of being when you are alone but everyone around you has someone. The loneliness that you feel doesn’t come with a need for someone to occupy that romantic space, but it comes with a want to go back to the time that everyone needed you more than they needed their significant other.

Everyone wants to be wanted and it’s hard when you understand how insignificant we are for one another in the big scheme of things.

[unknownpersonality]

It’s hard but to feel lonely in your 20s

[my-archerboy]

“I am but paper. Brittle and thin. I am held up to the sun, and it shines right through me. I get written on, and I can never be used again. These scratches are a history. They’re a story. They tell things for others to read, but they only see the words, and not what the words are written upon. I am but paper, and though there are many like me, none are exactly the same. I am parched parchment. I have lines. I have holes. Get me wet, and I melt. Light me on fire, and I burn. Take me in hardened hands, and I crumple. I tear. I am but paper. Brittle and thin.”

—The House in the Cerulean Sea, TJ Klune

[personaltrumpetblasts]

“She imagined, now, what it would be like to accept herself completely. Every mistake she had ever made. Every mark on her body. Every dream she hadn’t reached or pain she had felt. Every lust or longing she had suppressed. She imagined accepting it all. The way she accepted nature. The way she accepted a glacier or a puffin or the breach of a whale. She imagined seeing herself as just another brilliant freak of nature. Just another sentient animal, trying their best. And in doing so, she imagined what it was like to be free.”

— The Midnight Library by Matt Haig

[reverie-quotes]

It was as though she had reached some state of acceptance about life—that if there was a bad experience, there wouldn't only be bad experiences. She realised that she hadn't tried to end her life because she was miserable, but because she had managed to convince herself that there was no way out of her misery.

— Matt Haig, The Midnight Library

[anditslove]

Matt Haig, The Midnight Library

[anditslove]

Matt Haig, The Midnight Library