reblog and make a wish!
this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
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are u ever sick w longing. and i don't just mean romantic longing. i mean longing for a place you barely get to see, longing for friends you no longer have, longing for feelings you might have left behind in your childhood, longing for creativity, longing for a rich and more expansive life, longing for less inhibition. longing for more passion. longing for ur life to be so incandescent w something it thaws all the frost in ur bones. are u ever so consumed w it it rends ur heart in two. do u understand me
this is not just "look out the window and sigh" longing. i'm talking you're at the grocery store and you're suddenly hit w a wave of grief bc you don't have it. you don't have whatever it is you ache so badly to have. you go about your everyday life and yet it throbs under your skin moment by moment, almost as though it has a life of its own. that's the kind of longing i mean.
I think it’s important to walk w compassion and love . Sometimes it’s easy to internalise that compassion and love is just reserved for other people but it’s not. Sometimes what we need more than ever is our very own love and understanding. To fill our own cup. To be loved by ourself. To be understood by ourself. To be cherished like a gift. To eat good food. To rest. To consciously choose to be surrounded by good people who uplift you. Life can be cruel. People can be cruel (unknowingly and knowingly), it helps to remember you are your longest best friend. Make sure there’s compassion and love for you.
There is so much more life to live when you stop constantly obsessing over who will think you're a bad person or not understand you
I am learning this in the tiniest bites but it pierces me deeply
i just feel strongly that work shouldnt be the Main Activity of five days out of the week
The content you post matters. It makes a difference. Keep talking about Palestine, and never stop until they’re free.
it's kinda comforting to me when my friends are a little annoying or longwinded or abrasive or tired and inarticulate, or they don't do the exact politest thing in every interaction, and stuff, because I know I'm sometimes annoying, or take up a more than my share of conversational space, or forget to ask them questions, etc etc, and... like, I'm always working to be nice to my friends and to get better and better at friend-ing, but it just makes me feel more human about it :}
anyway I love you friends plz know I'm not counting, in fact I feel great affection toward you even (especially) when conversations go less than Perfectly Ideal
I'm not proud to say it but this line from a 60 year old detective novel made me re-think some things about friendship
[ begin id: a screenshot of a paragraph with two words underlined, "at ease". The text reads "You can be at ease only with those people to whom you can say any damn fool thing that comes into your head, knowing they will respond in kind, and knowing that any misunderstandings will be thrashed out right now, rather than buried deep and given a chance to fester." / end id ]
“tumblr mutual” beloved friend I would pick up at the airport if y’all visited my home city
i have started asking myself “how can i make this more fun?” in regards to the things i have to do and it is such a small difference but it brings me so much delight
all about love, bell hooks
