for my inspiration

Post-Reveal hand holding leading to Sunshine Child making little observations about his cute little Love Bug<3

Never make fun of the smols, they’re feisty<3

«also inspired by a convo with my girlfriend❤️ she hates it when I mention how smol she is lol»
How focusing (aka. not multi-tasking) changed my study life

I had heard it occasionally - that multi-tasking was actually not good for the quality of whatever task I was doing. It made sense, but I loved mult-tasking so much. It gave me the illusion of productivity

Until I actually tried focusing for a while, did I realise how much I was actually losing by multi-tasking -  educationally and emotionally. Scrolling through tumblr during boring parts of a lecture seemed fine, since there were notes and it probably wouldn’t be tested in such depth anyway. Eating, while scrolling through social media, while watching a tv show, while messaging someone on facebook seemed ‘productive’. 

It turns out it was the opposite. It may seem fine, and at times it may actually be okay, but what matters is the principle. Dedicating your whole being to one task, focusing on it, produces much better results. It’s a quality over quantity thing. It also helped to calm me down emotionally - I used to always feel rushed, like there was so many things to do but not enough time to do them. Focusing on one task at a time - though it was hard at first - helped slow me down because I did everything properly, and didn’t have the feeling like I needed to go back and do things over again. 

Focusing on one thing wholly is also a form of practising mindfulness. Mindfulness ‘meditation’ isn’t something that requires you to sit down and meditate - it can be applied to our daily life. 

Since I started practising this mindful skill of focus, I’ve become much calmer, it’s been so much easier to stay on top of my work load and meet deadlines, I don’t feel rushed, I don’t feel unprepared or unorganised, and I do more quality work than when I used to multi-task.

There are times for multi-tasking and times for focus. Find the right balance and enjoy the task in front of you.

A loved one not lost but remembered. 

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100000% inspired by @alexandtheplumbobs ❤ (τι ινσπαηρτν δηλαδή, αντιγαφή μόνο, τέλος πάντων, απλά θέλω να σου δείξω ότι εμπνέεις κόσμο και μ’αρέσει το μπλογκ σου)

As a thank you for all your support.

I’m gonna miss you if you leave, but do what’s best for you

(Και όπως σου είπα, εδώ είμαι αν θες κάτι στείλε μήνυμα)

                                                I had a dream
                                          We were back to sixteen
                                       Smoking weed and nicotine
                                                Always carefree
 
                                          With just a few pennies
                                      dreamed big, our minds free
                                     wished the world and its cities
                                                In our pockets
 
                                It’s all over ‘cause we’ve had enough
                                       The love that once we had
                                             was never enough
 
                              And I don’t wanna know what’s been up
                                      all I know is that we’re alone
                                               and hurt in love
 
                                                      Now
 
              Who’s gonna hold your hand when life won’t treat you sweet?
               Who’s gonna pull you close at nights when you can’t sleep?
                Who’s gonna kiss your eyes when daylight’s gonna hurt?
                           Who’s gonna show you what love’s worth?
 
                                            ‘cause it won’t be me
                                                 it won’t be me
                                                   won’t be me
 
                                                I had a dream
                                      We sipped coffee in between
                                     late night talks and ice creams
                                               Never worrying
 
                                          But then we had a fight
                                   Couldn’t stand each other’s sight
                                       Stopped seeing eye to eye
                                           Now we’re on our own
 
                                 It’s all over ‘cause we’ve had enough
                                        The love that once we had
                                             was never enough
 
                              And I don’t wanna know what’s been up
                                      all I know is that we’re alone
                                               and hurt in love
 
                                                      Now
 
               Who’s gonna hold your hand when life won’t treat you sweet?
                Who’s gonna pull you close at nights when you can’t sleep?
                 Who’s gonna kiss your eyes when daylight gonna hurt?
                            Who’s gonna show you what love’s worth?
 
                                           ‘cause it won’t be me
                                                it won’t be me
                                                  won’t be me”

                                  - Won’t Be Me, Shikha Singh

She was beautiful. 
The kind of beautiful that was described in a novel. 
Her hair messy, 
tattoos covering her arms, 
cigarette hanging from her mouth. 
As he noticed her, 
he could see the novel in her eyes, 
so desperately needing to read on.
Everyone else only saw her cover, 
he saw her story.
—  if i had a diary #37
Don’t compare yourself to those with picture perfect lives; they aren’t the norm, you are. You, with your pain. You, with your eating alone. You, with your outlandish interests. You, with your different clothes. You, who think you stick out, who feel like you’ll never fit in, like everyone is busy being happy because they are normal, cookie cutter lives fit for a social media world. No, no, no. You aren’t normal, and that’s okay. Because you are different , you have a chance to be a force of change.
—  cookies ( @prolixen )