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Learning a new language is kind of like uploading subtitles into your head
remember to cry for help without guilt-tripping. i know it feels like you’ve been abandoned and betrayed, but it’s probably not true, and it’s not okay to accuse the people around you of something they might not have done.
“i guess none of you like me” could be better phrased as “i feel unloved right now”
“but nobody cares anyway” could be better phrased as “i feel insignificant and i need reassurance”
rather than assuming others’ feelings, give them time to explain them. you’ll usually get a much better answer.
This is really important for future predictions, too. “You’re eventually going to leave me” is impossible for someone else to disprove without just sticking around forever, but no one wants to stick around when they’re being constantly accused of future abandonment. Giving someone no choice but to either stay with you forever in order to prove you wrong or leave you and prove you right is incredibly emotionally manipulative, whether you mean it to be or not.
“I get scared sometimes because I’m afraid of being alone again” is easier to address and doesn’t leave your partner(s)/friend(s) feeling as though they’re being preemptively accused of something.
“It was November—the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.” ANNE WITH AN E (2017—)
Bombshell: The Hedy Lamarr Story (2017) dir. by Alexandra Dean
The person you love is not the same as they were when you first started loving them and they are not the same as they will be when you die. Love must be adaptive. Love must be smart enough and strong enough to survive constant change. Love must not be rigid.
we are not born to die!! what are you talking about!! do you think a book begins just to finish? do you think a song opens with a beautiful chord just for it to end? you don’t read the book to finish it, you read the book to eat up the excitement and the emotions it evokes!! to learn and to digest and to fall in love and be heartbroken!! you listen to the song to dance and dance and sing your throat raw!!! to cry and smile and swell with the harmonies!! yes, we are born with the inevitable fate of death, we are mortal after all, but that is merely the finale of the play!! the final act, the closing of the curtains - we are not born to take a bow and exit stage left!! we are born to love and be joyous and yell and move and learn and cry and feelfeelfeel!!! we are not born to die, silly, we’re born to live!!!
Wild Strawberries (1957) dir. Ingmar Bergman
Into The Inferno, 2016 (dir. Werner Herzog)
Bombshell: The Hedy Lamarr Story (2017, dir. Alexandra Dean)
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Can I have this outfit in every color to wear to work?
The Private Life of a Cat (1946) dir. Maya Deren
“But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche (via quotemadness)
“It’s uncomfortable being two: me for me and me for others.”
A Breath of Life (Um sopro de vida), Clarice Lispector
one rational braincell: there can be more than one task done during the day
all other braincells: you know what, now it’s zero