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me, after realizing that my body is not merely an image of myself i have created within my own mind, but is an actual corporeal form that others know and recognize: what the hell and fuck
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Children, only animals live entirely in the here and now. Only nature knows neither memory of history. But man– let me offer you a definition– is the storytelling animal. Wherever he goes he wants to leave behind not a chaotic wake, not an empty space, but the comforting marker-buoys and sign trails of stories. He has to go on telling stories, he has to go on making them up. As long as there’s a story, it’s all right. Even in his last moments, it’s said, in the split second of a fatal fall– or when he’s about to drown– he sees, passing rapidly before him, the story of his whole life.
Graham Swift, Waterland (via brittleglory)
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when u show ur parents an Amusing Thing on ur phone and they like “who is that? who wrote that? did ur friend take that pic? whos pet is that? where is that?” like i dont KNow fam its just floating around cyberspace and i caught it in my Blog Net and bestowed the Amusing Thing upon ur eyes i dont know the specifics my guy
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Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum LP (via wordsnquotes)
Source: wordsnquotes.com
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mood: i’ll wait in the car
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samsung phone: *charges wirelessly, waterproof, screen doesn’t crack* me: ……anyway *buys the iphone 17s plus lavender edition*
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NT Moments - What happened without words
3AM:
INTP: *has bad allergies and can't sleep*
ENTJ: *is woken up and yells at INTP for not sleeping and falls back asleep*
INTP: *is mad at ENTJ and goes to sleep on the couch*
8AM:
ENTJ: *looks for INTP, finds INTP on the couch, squeezes his huge body onto the couch somehow and cuddles INTP*
INTP: *grunts with annoyance for being squished, is puzzled how ENTJ manages to fit on the couch, is not really mad anymore*
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OMG so I just figured out the word “hurt”
it’s past, present and future
you will be hurt
you are hurt
you were hurt
BECAUSE IF SOMETHING TRULY HURT, IT NEVER REALLY STOPS
spookygayharpist
thats because its a fucking adjective and you don’t conjugate fuking adjectives like this is the same for literally every adjective ever like goddamn why i gotta be the damn elementary school teacher on this website
2 kinds of people.
Well, I’m kinda a bit of both.
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The functions featuring: A thing!
Ne: This is a thing. It is similar to these other things and related to this and that thing. These are the processes that could happen with this thing.
Se: This is a thing. It has attributes like shape, color etc. It's positioned in space relative to these other things. This is how we can influence the thing. We need to react to this thing really quick!
Si: This is a thing. We have seen things like this before. This thing is slightly different from when we last saw it. Here are some details about this thing.
Ni: This is a thing. Using all available Data, we can say that this is the implication & impact of this thing's existence. If this thing was changed like this, this is what would happen.
Fi: Do I like this thing? Is it a good or a bad thing? And why?
Ti: Do I know what this thing is? How did it get here? And why?
Fe: What does everybody think about this thing? What implications does is have for us all? Could this thing influence the mood of myself or anybody I know?
Te: What is this thing useful for? What are the consequences of this thing? Could I or someone I know somehow benefit from this thing?
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Anonymous asked:
what weight? holy shit girls are dumb
oh man yeah girls are so nuts imagine being raised in a society that demands thinness of you, ribcages assaulting you from every billboard, endless legs and gangly arms and doe eyed models peering out at you from every magazine page, all telling you that you aren’t right, that you don’t fit, that you aren’t small enough or delicate enough to be wanted or accepted, that you are too plump and messy and unkempt to ever be loved or love yourself. ask yourself how a young girl is meant to navigate this world, how she is meant to survive when every piece of media thrust at her is subliminally, or at times overtly, telling her that things would fall into place if she was smaller. would you blame her for dieting? would you blame her for getting ill? and after years of this fluctuation, this succumbing to these ideals, then rejecting them, then succumbing again, can you understand the exhaustion and the fear that surrounds weight and food? something meant for fuel, turned into something to be feared because the threat still hangs so heavy, saying if you become larger, you will lose your worth. and you have the gall to call this dumb, when you, presumably a male, play a part in this heinous dynamic, feeling at ease to police women on their appearances, deem us too fat, too thin, not enough ass, too much stomach and then when you don’t fancy actually listening to these concerns, when you’ve finished critiquing and objectifying, you can sit back and call us dumb and shallow for caring and being affected so deeply by this toxic culture that you play a part in in the first place. absolutely, profoundly bugger off.
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If you aren’t at least a little ashamed of your country’s history, you don’t know your country’s history.
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You can’t build a life
on another human being. We’re foundations
of sand. We’re Atlas buckling under the sky.
Elisabeth Hewer, from “Weights,” Wishing for Birds (via lifeinpoetry)
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I literally love being at home! In my own space! Comfortable! Not surrounded by people!
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And you’ve decided to love me for eternity
I’m still deciding who I want to be today.
Ani DiFranco, “Light of Some Kind,” Not a Pretty Girl (1995)
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I am out of place, out of time. That might sound a bit mad–or terribly pretentious–but I am sincere in saying it.
Henry Miller, from a letter to Anaïs Nin featured in A Literate Passion: Letters Of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller (1932 - 1953)
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concept: me, drinking coffee in a café in a foreign country. it’s raining outside. i’m reading my favorite book. everything is okay, and i’m never stressed.
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SHORT TALK ON HEDONISM | Anne Carson
beauty makes me hopeless. i don’t care why anymore i just want to get away. when i look at the city of paris i long to wrap my legs around it. when i watch you dancing there is a heartless immensity like a sailor in a dead calm sea. desires as round as peaches bloom in me all night, i no longer gather what falls.
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I have to start my real life soon, before I die of boredom and frustration.
William Boyd (via wordsnquotes)
Source: wordsnquotes.com
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i need constant stimulation and excitement and intensity and drama or else i feel restless and dissatisfied, but i’m also shy and hesitant and bad at seizing opportunities and meeting new people. it’s like i was made to be always craving something my personality constantly prevents me from having