amo minha terra mas odeio meu país
(coragem by sant)
✨✨ Language progress really doesn’t come in big leaps, it comes in tiny tiny little steps. It’s really hard to notice that you’re making progress, but I promise you are. You do notice sometimes though, maybe how far you’ve come over a year when you revisit a text you can now totally understand it, whereas before you could just pick out words here and there. You’re doing so well and every little thing you learn is getting you closer and closer to knowing the language. Don’t give up, keep going!! ✨✨
That shit about no one being able to love you until you love yourself is so fucked up like darling I promise you that having people who care about you and GENUINELY want the best for you is going to change your whole life and you’re going to completely relearn what love means and experience what it’s supposed to feel like for the first time . I would not be here without my friends rip to everyone with this mindset
i am doing my best with the knowledge and resources i have.
i do not need to judge myself harshly and should treat myself with kindness.
it is natural to have limitations; not every limit can be or needs to be altered, and alteration takes time.
it is not my fault that others neglected me, even if i didn't speak up for myself.
i am doing my best with the knowledge and resources i have.
when you're super tired and wanna go to bed but you still have some stuff to do but also it's only like three things so it's not that many so you sit down for a second and accidentally activate scrolling paralysis and now you are stuck
The worst part about Liam Payne dying is that people are posting about “the switch up is crazy”
Like no. He was an abuser and made horrible decisions, but nobody wanted him to die. He was getting hate for an INCREDIBLY valid reason, but we all recognized that he needed mental and physical help. He needed to go to rehab. He needed to get away from drugs and alcohol and improve upon himself away from the public. No one wanted him to die.
We’re not mourning the life of an abuser, we are mourning the part of him that we adored and looked up to for a massive part of our childhood/ teenage years. He was a huge part of how I was introduced to my love of music. And yes, he did horrible things and made horrible decisions and over the last few years has been anything but admirable, but none of us wanted this.
Maya didn’t want this. And everyone saying that it’s her fault can actually go burn in hell. She likely already blames herself enough. She likely already wishes she hadn’t spoken up about it out of the guilt that she likely feels. You guys commenting all over the socials about how this is her fault and “are you happy now?” Are actually horrible people.
A 7 year old boy just lost his father. A woman just lost her long term boyfriend. Two parents just lost their son. Several young children just lost their uncle. Show some fucking respect. Joking about it and hating on people who had nothing to do with what happened is not doing anything but twist the knife for the people who this has ACTUALLY effected.
Sometimes I catch up on Dracula while waiting for my train to arrive and I always feel so cool. I may appear to be merely scrolling my phone but I hope I'm eminating the aura of reading a classic horror. I'M the one who vanishes with the train's passing. I am in socks and sandals.
every morning i wake up and make the worst possible time management decisions anyone has ever made
reading the infernal devices is so fucking painful.
i'm loving it.