Berlin.📚📚📚

When Khalid Hosseini wrote "i was like a patient who cannot tell the doctor where it hurts, only that it does" i had to put the book down for a minute

how difficult it is to have been an adult as a child and now a child as an adult

Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”

The beauty of light and details.

autumn academia

anyway I think life probably starts properly in your 30s and anyone who tells you that turning 30 a guarantee of your life's downhill spiral is a lying jackass. and probably trying to sell you something. like. age is a gift, you silly fools. signs that you've lived and aged aren't shameful, they're strength and beauty and the entire fucking point

can’t wait to be a 40 year old woman who’s healed from her trauma and loves going grocery shopping and lives with lifelong but manageable mental illness. and gives people nice presents on their birthdays. and I’m looking forward to being 75 and sitting on the porch in the summer when the sun is shining.

I don’t want to answer emails I want to make breakfast in a sunny kitchen with the radio playing and drink coffee in the sun

— Rebecca Dinerstein, The Sunlit Night (via fragmentarie)

Lindsay C. Gibson, Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents

Omg ouch!!!!!

i will never date to pass time. i stand by that. real love or no love.

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life lately 🍃- all pics are my own