One Of The Most Difficult Things About Growth Is Losing The Person You've Always Been—stepping Out

In English we say : I don't trust anyone

But in urdu Wajid Shaikh said:

Kuch logo ke chehre mene itne kareeb se dekh liye,ke har kisi se mera yakeen uth gaya

nobody talks about the fact that you can have all this crazy shit in your head, and want to open up and talk about your feelings but no matter what, you just can't make out the right words and properly put your thoughts and emotions into words

Nobody asked this, but... I love a cottagecore life.

Sadia Hakim

My soul hurts so fucking bad, I feel like I'm being tormented everyday that I am alive. I do not want to keep going I do not want to see if tomorrow is better I'm ready to give up and im sick of Pretending that I'm happy living this so fucking called life.

Dream Jobs :

— forest witch

— rich vampire's wife

— haunted bookstore owner

the secret history is so wild. like there's a hundred different analysis essays you could write about it and it's meaning and whatnot. but there's also a genius who thinks of elaborate ways to kill someone but didn't know or believe that the moon landing happened. they pull off the murder of their classmate and don't get caught. they try to hit a wasp with a prayer book during said classmate's funeral service. the unreliable narrator does cocaine in a burger king parking lot. said unreliable narrator lives in a hippie's house that has a hole in the roof in a vermont winter and doesn't realize it's literally killing him. the absolute hilarious unhinged energy from this book is overshadowed by a writing style where the most batshit things seem almost mundane. i love it.

“The snow in the mountains was melting and Bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to understand the gravity of our situation.” ― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

It's the month of September, Romanticize? How could I? It's the period of heartbreak, when August slipped away into a moment of time. When everything is sad without any reason, when it's scary and a little lonely. The month of September, why is it too long already, when it's just a beginning.

TSH spoilers:

I feel like we as a fandom do not talk about Henry’s symbolism in TSH enough. Like, that dude is the literal embodiment of death, and I just think it’s so damn cool. I mean, his whole obsession with language and literature stemmed from the fact that he almost died in a car accident. And then every death we see in the book (the farmer’s, Bunny’s, and his very own) is directly at his hands. The others were accomplices, sure, but Henry’s the one who takes action every time. And in Francis’s failed suicide and Richard’s near death in the epilogue, they both see Henry, not Bunny or Charles or what have you.

Henry is not only obsessed with death, he IS death. He’s the reaper who’s friends toy with their mortality all the time through drugs and booze. The reason they all admire him is not only because of his size and stature and brilliance; it’s because he’s dangerous. If beauty is indeed terror, than he’s the most beautiful of them all. They all have the life preservation skills of a fly, so of course they love Henry. And of course his actions constantly bring them closer to danger and death.

sorry i cant hang out i forgot how to mimic human like behaviour