Come what may, I will love you until my dying day.
Brooklyn (2015) dir. John Crowley
good types of alone time:
“decadence”
- rewatch pride & prejudice (2005 or 1995, your pick)
- take a long shower & shave legs
- stare at face in mirror for a long time, reflect on changes that have occured in past year
- sara bareilles cd on repeat
“deep mystery”
- lying on the floor listening to music you liked fifteen years ago
- watch dust motes travel across the room in the late afternoon haze
- what would be different about my life if i had been a cheerleader in high school?
- what was the title of that book you read in the fourth grade? you only remember the main character’s name and nothing about the plot. you spend the next three hours googling and then you drop $60 for a first edition on ebay
- cup of tea, then another
- are you there god?
“efficiency”
- take out five boxes of paperwork from the closet and spend the next three hours making small piles around your body on the floor
- write first chapter of novel
- cover wall in post it notes
- lists lists lists
- highlight everything
- now’s a good time to start that bullet journal
- must empty email inbox
- plan out next five years of life down to the month, week, day
“shake it up”
- blast nsync while scrubbing out microwave
- rearrange living room four different ways
- today’s a good day to repaint your bedroom
- let’s research and plan a trip to san francisco
- develop new fashion style, must throw away all items of clothes that don’t work with it
“rain day”
- light candle, open windows, put on sweater
- reread old favorite book
- pet a cat
- listen to jewel cd
Lorde photographed by Arkan Zakharov.
No offense but…. diet mountain dew baby new york city…
my tumblr bio says i’m 23 and i’ve been 26 for like 4 months
Something To Tell You
What's wrong with grandpa??
he lied in bed for thirty years or whatever the fuck. while his daughter struggled to put food on the table. but then!!!! ohhh then! charlie gets a golden ticket and all the sudden that jackalope is hopping around the shack like he’s fuckin simone biles. i hate him i hate that free loader i hope he busts a hip and falls into the chocolate river
“Right now I’m just really in love with my girlfriend. We’ve broken up a couple of times and gotten back together, and this time I was like, ‘Finally, I can feel again.’” -Kristen Stewart, Elle UK
Things Women In Literature Have Died From, Mallory Ortberg
Tag urself, im Wrist fevers
I’m haven’t seen the sea in a long time
someone said no very loudly while they were in the room