I think relationships in general are over romanticized like atthe end of the day I’m pretty sure a good relationship is just two people who know how to hang out and talk to each other, not whether or not they can right all your wrongs or paint a picture of a thousand suns with the breath from your lungs or some shit.
Oscar Wilde, De Profundis
I want to love, but my hair smells of war and running and running.
Warsan Shire (via whatalovelythought)
This East German map of France is easily one of the best maps we’ve had in the shop to date. (We put it up the second we got it!)
I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.
i didn’t realize growing up meant dying inside but hey it’s whatever
Convincing yourself not to slip back into old habits and mentalities is so fucking hard
Almost every time I go to this cafe in the late afternoon, I see the couple sitting at the same window table. They are both attractive, middle aged, and well dressed. The one really noticeable thing about them is the woman’s auburn red hair. I’m always pleased to see them because they appear to be genuinely content with each other’s company. They are almost always reading magazines or newspapers and drinking something. They rarely speak to each other but there is a peace around them, a balance you can almost physically see in certain couples. When one has finished with their reading material they automatically hand it to their partner. The other takes it without a word and lays it down on the seat between them. The person without the magazine drinks their coffee or looks out the window until the other is finished reading. Then they talk for a brief time, sometimes laughing quietly, always paying full attention to what is being said. They are like an island of tranquility in the middle of all the human rush. Seeing them, watching them, invariably makes me feel a little better.
- me: "no honestly I'm the most chill person you'll ever meet"
- me: *throws shade 24/7*
- me: *blatantly hates everyone and everything*
- me: *is overdramatic*
- me: *is a major asshole*
- me: *complains about everything*
motivation tip: squat like Drake is behind you
im not attractive naturally im just decent looking at the right angle in the right light with the right makeup once in a while on a good day
Why must I punish myself, or save myself, by pretending I am stupid and can’t feel?
Sylvia Plath, from a diary entry