I’m so sorry but in the nicest way possible do yall actually read books or just read words??? Cause I’ve been seeing that trend of people not understanding how “snarled” and “eyes darkened” and “eyes softened” etc. was used in a book and like…
Genuinely, do yall just not have imagination?? Or not understand figurative language??? Also eyes do literally darken and soften have you not lived a life??? How do you read with no imagination? Is this how you get through so many books in one month - you simply don’t take the time the understand the words as they are read?
if you're transgender you have to live.
hate when people don’t give my personality enough time to defrost like i swear you’ll love me just give me 2 weeks
i always convince myself i dont sound that weird and then i go out in the world and get involved in anything longer than transactional small talk and its like ohhh thats right ive only been hanging out with gay people who speak in riddles
It's stupid that bread goes bad so fast. Bread should last ten million years on your countertop. You should be able to feed yourself off the same loaf of bread from the day you are born to the day you die. They should pass down bread between generations like a family heirloom. There should be remnants of still-good bread after the heat death of the universe.
Rural Boys Watch The Apocalypse (rough draft) by Keaton St. James
"have you learned how to drive yet" i have the spirit of friendship in my heart. the joy of lifes little things in my soul. the whimsy of magic. the beautiful enjoyment of nature. the answer is no though
i really looked up to the person i was 3 years ago, and spent the better half of a year moping and mourning the loss of that person because i’d “changed for the worse”.
recently found a diary from the same period i was romanticising and lo and behold! i was depressed asf back then too, and hated life, but i just thugged things out instead of feeling sorry for myself (and had an actual support system in place. so the only difference since then isn’t even my fault).
moral of the story is stop being so damn hard on yourself
— Warsan Shire