Accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair

inkskinned:

it’s just that sometimes you have to love a thing including the ways that it inconveniences you like i keep picking dog hair out of my clothes because he steals things from my laundry basket to lay on them while i’m gone and whenever i use my laptop i have to type with my arms in a parabola to make room for his head on my legs and yes it’s kind of a far ride to my mom’s house but she always remembers to have dairy-free options available just in case i stop at home and nick lives in another timezone so we have to plan our calls carefully to be sure he’s available and i’m not in bed and i hate driving and looking for parking but it means i get to visit my friends and i hate doing dishes but i’ll do a million if it means i get to throw a dinner party for everybody and i hate being cold but one time we stood outside in the snow for 5 hours waiting for a concert, bundled up and red-nosed

i always apologize about the ways i take up space even when they’re medical like at a restaurant i usually have to take the moment to say i really am allergic, sorry, and feel like i am making everyone around me angry and i always apologize when i am too tired to be funny or when i actually really do need to take care of my human body because it feels like i’m making everything about-me and i always apologize for the ways that i become needy; how i get scared when we’re high up (and no for real please get down it actually kind of stops being funny) or how i panic if i hear a loud noise i wasn’t expecting or how it’s been years but there are days when i’m still doing the same shit, still drowning

the trick about relaxing, i think. like the answer to why i couldn’t trust the idea anyone actually likes me. was realizing that at some point i am going to be an inconvenience, which means that at some point i need to trust other people want me to take up space. and yes, some people have to take up a lot of space. but. i relish this little gratitude: making room for people and things in my life. i love picking the dog hairs out of my food - it means i get to have a dog. i love answering the phone at 3 in the morning - it means someone is on the other line, and i can help them weave through life. i love the little chores - it means i have something productive to do. so what if you take up space - it means this world gets to have you.

hotgirlsrk:

i have a party at 7 tonight which means i can’t do anything for the rest of the day. hope this helps

saintsebastiensbf:

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Jane Austen, Emma

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Sufjan Stevens, Futile Devices

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Virginia Woolf, The Letters of Virginia Woolf

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Hozier, Shrike

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Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility

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Sierra DeMulder, Your Love Finds Its Way Back

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Nizar Qabbani

“What I feel for you can’t be conveyed in phrasal combinations; It either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but I promise — it beats words. It beats worlds.”

Katherine Mansfield

havingrevelations:

the thing about having hope is that it is so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so difficult. but you have to do it anyway

karpetshark:

i’m an angry person and i want to let it out and be an asshole but i’m also a nice person and i don’t want to actually hurt anyone’s feelings do u feel me

speaknowtaylor:

I wish that there was something that made us aware that we are asleep. Like, I don’t want to fall asleep and then wake up. I want to be aware of the fact that I am asleep to fully enjoy it and appreciate it.