lonelycowgirlinyourarea:

remember being a kid and hearing a girl curse for the first time and instantly crushing on her

lambily:

This is the absolute serve

lifeinpoetry:

Speaking of marvels, I am alive
together with you, when I might have been
alive with anyone under the sun

— Lisel Mueller, from “Alive Together,” The Private Life

theglowpt2:

shout to any childrens media nowadays that has female characters who are just super fucking weird bc growing up i just remember lot of boy characters who got to be funny and weird and all the girl characters were like the serious ones who desired order and followed the rules meanwhile i was always running around barefoot and foaming at the mouth and eating snails and i barely knew what gender was 

noorskitchen:

One of the most challenging things I’ve had to learn is that healing must be intentional. There is no one golden day that comes and saves you from all your misery. Healing is a practice. You have to decide that it’s what you want to do and actively do it. You have to make a habit out of it. Once I learned that, I only looked back to see how far I came.

mooneyedandglowing:

“some idle tongue mentions your name by accident: I feel as if a rose were flung into the room, all hue and scent.”

— Wisława Szymborska, from “Nothing Twice,” Calling Out to Yeti (via anenlighteningellipsis)

phemiec:

phemiec:

Identity is a prison! Let yourself respond authentically to each moment as it arrives, without being bound to the narrative of who you think you are! The self is a construct! The truth of your existence is ever changing and infinite as the universe is ever changing and infinite! Abandon the stories of your past selves and be present and alive in this very moment! IDENTITY IS DEAD! THE SELF IS DEAD! YOU ARE ALIVE!

update: i just shaved my eyebrows off