the commodification of friendship is the most annoying thing to come out of the internet in ages. like actually i love to break this to you but you're supposed to help your friends move even if it's hard work. or stay up with them when they're sad even if you're gonna lose sleep. you're supposed to listen to their fears and sorrows even if it means your own mind takes on a little bit of that weight. that's how you know that you care. they will drive you to the airport and then you will make them soup when they're sick. you're supposed to make small sacrifices for them and they are supposed to do that for you. and there's actually gonna be rough patches for both of you where the balance will be uneven and you will still be friends and it will not be unhealthy and they will not be abusive. life is not meant to be an endless prioritization of our own comfort if it was we would literally never get anywhere ever. jesus.
sometimes i start to like my dad. i love him, because he’s my dad, but i don’t like him. When i start to like him, he just finds a way to remind me that no one will ever be enough for him. not me, not my mom, not my brothers, not the church. i try to remind myself that this is his first life, and he never had a parental figure to learn how to be or not be a dad. But it’s our first time too.
Reblog if “Who We Are” was a religious experience for you
no matter how much i think i person might love me, i know there is someone there who they would choose over me without questioning
list of things you are loved by no matter what
the moon
the stars
your favorite books
scented candles
fairy lights
cats on the street
the wind in the trees
old libraries
freshly made tea
freshly baked bread
soft music
Today is my first day working in my first job ever, and im so nervous but excited
Wish me luck!!!
Really into the whole dog metaphor with love. Loyalty of a dog, willingness to please, but also dangerous and can bite. The guilt they have on their face when you scold them.
Isle of Dogs (2018)
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Unreal Unearth is for those that are feral and ravenous and filled with unbearable yearning, those that love Greek mythology and Irish folklore and Dante's divine comedy, those that believe in the cruelty of the world and the love of the people in it, those that love and hurt and live and die
perpetually torn between:
taking classic literature seriously and over analysing every detail so that I can deeply understand themes, motifs and references and absorb every poetic quote into my being OR treating classics as if they were just silly little stories about silly little gay people doing the most weird, unhinged and out of context shit ever (which they are)
I truly don’t understand why so many people say nico and leo are so similar
I would literally die for nico, but i never liked leo
Please someone tell me what’s going on