do u ever just love someone so much it overwhelms ur entire heart and thats all u can think about and even seeing a picture of them or something just triggers this rush of emotion and all u can think is like wtf i love u
articles and essays I keep coming back to:
“joy” by zadie smith (about, well, joy)
“roaming the greenwood” by colm tóibín (ostensibly a book review of the history of gay literature but actually just very incisive thoughts on…the history of gay literature)
“the murder of leo tolstoy” by elif batuman (about exactly what it says in the title)
“the love that dare not squeak its name” by david rakoff (about, i swear to god, stuart little)
“a room of one’s own” by virginia woolf (I mean, you know)
the entire lingua franca archive but in particular “bio hazard” by fred kaplan (about writing a biography of gore vidal) and “the stand” by daniel mendelsohn (about the role of a philosopher (martha nussbaum love of my life) in a colorado gay rights case in the 90s)
“the professor of parody” by martha nussbaum (about judith butler)
you’re holed up in your bedroom doing schoolwork in february and praying that the drab, dreary grey that surrounds everything will melt into the warmth and fun of summer
you’re at a new years eve party in a grand hotel circa 1929, and as the excitement wanes and eyes grow glassy, you feel yourself slipping deeper and deeper into the uncanny valley
a playlist for when something in your chest begins to ache and tells you to get in your car, pull onto the nearest highway, and drive, drive, drive through the night until you reach whatever you’ve been too afraid to chase until now
you and your significant other are lying on the rooftop on a warm summer night, staring at the stars and hearing the city buzz below. they roll over and entwine their fingers with yours before kissing the back of your hand, and you don’t think you’ve ever felt such tenderness before
this is a soundtrack to a movie i’ll never make (well, maybe someday)
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you’re hanging out with the cutest girl in the whole wide world, driving around in a pink cadillac convertable, ignoring the male gaze, and eating cherry popsicles on a warm summer day. you think you finally know what joy feels like
having a picnic on a hill filled with wildflowers, you feel the sudden urge to cry from both an underlying sadness and an overwhelming appreciation for the beauty of queen anne’s lace and daisies
you’re parked at the beach at 3:30 in the morning on a warm summer night, and you feel weirdly nostalgic for a time you weren’t alive for
you’re driving in a car filled with friends with the windows rolled down, and though it’s never possible to fully leave your sadness behind, in that moment, everyone is smiling and everyone is happy, and there seems to be blue and yellow glow over everything
you walk deep into the woods and flop onto your back into a snowbank, staring up at the bare trees and falling snowflakes as the sky gets dark, feeling as if you could lie there forever
you’re riding the subway late at night, listening to an old ipod classic. the car is dimly lit, it’s empty, and it seems as if the train will never stop, but you’re not going anywhere in particular
If You Never Cried At 2 AM While Listening To These Songs Were You Really A Teenager In The 10’s – It’s 2013 you can’t fall asleep and you’re thinking that Youth by Daughter is the saddest song ever created
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“Girls want a Superman, but they walk past a Clark Kent every day”
You fuckin CLOWNS think you’re a CLARK KENT? Not on my fuckin watch. You dumb, headass motherfuckers are barely a Guy Gardner and you think you’re a CLARK KENT? The amount of disrespect is unreal.
This is it: this is your sign. You’re brand new, refreshed, empowered to change. Your calmer, softer times are coming. Your confidence, your happiness, your bliss, is arriving. Self acceptance is easier, and taking care of yourself is no longer a chore, but something you look forward to. You start to feel replenished - you’re *you* again - and the next chapter of your happier life begins now.
If you break someone’s heart and they still talk to you with the same excitement and respect. Believe me, they really love you.
“This can’t….” she said while looking at their fingers intertwined. She can’t even count how many times she hoped that it will be them together in the end. That someday the universe will be on their side. That maybe there will come a day that fate will let them be genuinely happy and free.
“I know… Please let me hold you for a while. Let me feel your presence for a second. Just, please let me hold you.” he said with tears waiting to fall from his eyes, while holding her hands softly yet firmly to show that he has no plan of letting them go. That he hasn’t thought of letting her leave again.
She closed her eyes. And let her mind wander to their memories for the past years. She doesn’t want to end it here. She doesn’t want to let things just to crumble and fall. And even if it hurts, she doesn’t let his hands slipped away. Because this time, she decided to hold on. She chose it over moving on.
This Pain, Leads Me Back To You //ma.c.a
(Be careful, these are casual expressions you can use with your friends but do NOT write them in essays!)
We use this word for literally anything: when we’re happy, amazed, annoyed, disgusted… Examples: “C’est génial putain!”, “Putain, ça me fait chier!”, “Mais bouge-là ta caisse putain!”. We also use it in front of nouns: “Cette putain de machine”
When something is great, amazing. It’s the “verlan” (reverse) of the word “fou”, which means crazy. Examples: “Ce match est ouf!”, “C’est un ouf lui!”, “C’est un truc de ouf!” We also use it when something bad or scary happened but we finally made it, it’s a word of relief. Examples: “Ouf, on s’en est sorti!”, “Ouf, on a eu chaud”
This expression uses the same words as before but means something different. We use “de ouf” to mean that something is extra, too much. It’s usually a reply to agree with someone. Examples: “- Il était tellement bourré hier soir! - De ouf!”
The closer translation to “avoir la flemme” would be “to be lazy”. But I don’t think that there is any word in English that comes close to the concept of “flemme”. You can have “la flemme” to do basically anything. Examples: “ -Tu viens à la soirée ce soir? -Non, j’ai trop la flemme” , “J’ai la flemme de la faire la vaisselle”
It literally means “at the edge of the bowl”, we use this expression when we’re over something, when we can’t stand it anymore, when it’s annoying us. It can be used for a thing or for a person. Examples: “J’en ai ras-le-bol de mes voisins”, “J’en ai ras-le-bol de répéter tout le temps la même chose”
Probably the only word of this list which is not a slang but actually a word that you would find in books and that you can use in essays etc. “Flâner” means to walk slowly, to enjoy your time, to wander aimlessly just for the pleasure to walk and to enjoy your environment. Example: “Elle a flâné dans les rues de Lille tout l’après-midi”, “Ils aiment flâner dans les allées du magasin”
When something is out, when it’s not trending anymore and it’s a bit shameful to like it or wear it. Example: “Cette chanson est trop ringarde”, “Porter des pantalons pattes d’eph c’est ringard”
This is the “verlan” (reverse) of the word “lourd”, which means heavy. “Relou” means that something or someone is annoying you or that it’s boring or annoying. Example: “Le bus a 15 minutes de retard, c’est relou”, “Ce mec est tellement relou”
To go crazy, to burn out Example: “Si ça continue comme ça je vais péter un cable”, “Il a pété un cable au bar hier soir”
Someone who wears old or ridiculous clothes such as socks with flip-flops. The stereotype is that these persons are white, not very educated, live in the countryside, are quite poor, like drinking alcohol, listen to bad music, have bad hair etc… I’ll join a picture so that you can portray better what is means
The man from the picture is actually “Jeff Tuche”, a character from a popular movie in France called “Les Tuche” which is the story of a beauf family who wins the lottery. Examples: “C’est un camping de beauf”, “Patrick Sébastien ne fait que des chansons de beauf”
To be mad, to be petty about something. We mainly use it when we’re annoyed because we lost or when we wanted something to happen but it’s not happening. Examples: “Ma mère veut pas que je sorte ce soir, j’ai le seum”, “Les belges ont le seum d’avoir perdu contre les français”
A mix of random objects Examples: “C’est un vrai bric à brac ta voiture”, “Je n’arrive plus à retrouver mon briquet dans ce bric à brac”
And the last one: Pouloulou, it’s not a word, it’s a feeling
Soulmates are not your ~other half~, that’s just nonsense. You are a whole person already, not half a person. A soulmate isn’t even inherently romantic. A soulmate is just the other sock in a matched set. You’re still a whole, complete sock on your own, you are perfectly functional paired with any other sock, it’s just that it’s even better when you match. A soulmate is literally just the person (or people) who makes your soul go “!!! Same hat!!!” and wave excitedly.
your anti tony ass can fuck right off, because out of 14,000,605 possibilities the only one where they win is the one where tony stark lives