vanessa

21 | Indonesian, Switzerland | bookworm • nature lover • psychology student | sideblog: hogwartsrumourmills

[delta-breezes]

Watson & Kiko | @wat.ki

[coffeeforthemoon]

[basillicana-deactivated20220109]

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[thenordroom]

[basillicana-deactivated20220109]

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[birdasaurus]

Dylan Peterson

[c3rvida3]

I think people need to understand that part of living a healthy life is having different people who understand different parts of you, so that you don't overwhelm your friends and expect too much of them, or ignore valuable relationships because they feel "incomplete".

We all want to be fully seen and understood, but it's not shallow or meaningless to just have a pal you talk about TV shows with who isn't also, like, your platonic soulmate. That's still your friend! You still enhance each other's lives with your company. Not everything that matters is profound.

I think a lot of you are lonely because you're waiting around for someone who sees into your soul instead of just plain old lookin' at the people in your life, finding common ground, and planting a little garden there. Even if that garden only grows Star Trek fan theories and memes, it's still good.

It just... makes me real sad that you guys can't imagine a friendship where you don't talk about sex and trauma constantly, or that you think these are prerequisites for "real" friendship. Like, it legitimately breaks my heart.

[the-memedaddy]

meirl

[phresious]

[weltenwellen]

“Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful than the way the sun, every evening, relaxed and easy, floats toward the horizon and into the clouds or the hills, or the rumpled sea, and is gone— and how it slides again out of the blackness, every morning, on the other side of the world, like a red flower streaming upward on its heavenly oils, say, on a morning in early summer, at its perfect imperial distance— and have you ever felt for anything such wild love— do you think there is anywhere, in any language, a word billowing enough for the pleasure that fills you, as the sun reaches out, as it warms you as you stand there, empty-handed— or have you too turned from this world— or have you too gone crazy for power, for things?”

— Mary Oliver, The Sun, New and Selected Poems: Volume One

[mxschief]

Nikex2

ig: @lolakingz

[visibilia]

有時候有時候 我會相信一切有盡頭 相聚離開都有時候 沒有什麼會永垂不朽 可是我有時候 寧願選擇留戀不放手 等到風景都看透 也許你會陪我看細水長流 - Red Bean by Khalil Fong If you haven't listen to the cover today, go listen!

[admiringyouardently]

[myfairylily]

[weltenwellen]

Realizing at last that we can relax and be wrong is an enormous relief. Not only can we be wrong; we can rest in the certainty that we will be. We don’t have to know everything, and we don’t have to try to manage everyone in our lives so they behave to our liking, and we don’t have to stand behind the planet and push it to make sure it turns as we think it should turn. It won’t. They won’t. We can trust that we will mess up, that we will misbehave, and that the planet will continue to spin quite independently of our wills.

— Marya Hornbacher, Waiting

[july-19th-club]

i NEED to sit in chairs with armrests but not for my arms only so that i can then sling my leg over them in a debonaire and extremely comfortable style 

[olearypoetry]

“Women like you drown oceans.”

— Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey

[browndresswithwhitedots]

Mourad Saadi

[gulcayn2-deactivated20210101]

givenchy by larissa hofmann