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You’re always going to be young in someone’s eyes and old in someone else’s, talented to one and terrible to the next. The worlds never going to agree on a definition of what you are so you might as well ignore that shit and be whatever the fuck you wanna be for yourself.

i want a platonic date in an old library where we show each other our favourite excerpts and pet stray cats

When the ad said ‘help wanted’ this wasn’t what I expected.

(Characters from Countdown to Countdown)

I think a lot about how we as a culture have turned “forever” into the only acceptable definition of success.

Like… if you open a coffee shop and run it for a while and it makes you happy but then stuff gets too expensive and stressful and you want to do something else so you close it, it’s a “failed” business. If you write a book or two, then decide that you don’t actually want to keep doing that, you’re a “failed” writer. If you marry someone, and that marriage is good for a while, and then stops working and you get divorced, it’s a “failed” marriage.

The only acceptable “win condition” is “you keep doing that thing forever”. A friendship that lasts for a few years but then its time is done and you move on is considered less valuable or not a “real” friendship. A hobby that you do for a while and then are done with is a “phase” - or, alternatively, a “pity” that you don’t do that thing any more. A fandom is “dying” because people have had a lot of fun with it but are now moving on to other things.

I just think that something can be good, and also end, and that thing was still good. And it’s okay to be sad that it ended, too. But the idea that anything that ends is automatically less than this hypothetical eternal state of success… I don’t think that’s doing us any good at all.

01.03.22, tuesday

have I once again backed myself into the "u have 4 hours 'till the deadline and u haven't even started" corner? yes. yes I have. Have I lost all drops of motivation and the fucks I give ? also yes.

Dating a dark academic:

If you have watched Pride and Prejudice (2005) and have been disappointed that you will never get to experience that kind of a courtship, well, you were wrong.

Unlimited oversized warm sweaters and blazers for you to borrow (steal) from their closet.

They write the BEST LETTERS. Expect long letters in dark ink and loopy handwriting, probably written on a coffee stained ancient piece of paper with heartfelt declarations of love to make you cry.

Dates at the museums and art galleries. (Stolen kisses in the restricted section.)

If you're also someone who loves to read, your dark academic will gift you loads of paperbacks with flowers pressed between the pages or a well loved copy of their favourite book with little notes scribbled in the margins (that's a gateway to their soul, keep it carefully).

Visiting gothic libraries together and roaming hand in hand while staring at the antique books with thick spines and reading together in the dimly lit corners.

They'll take you to nearby castles to watch the sunset and have a romantic little picnic.

You will act tired of them declaring their love for you by quoting Wordsworth or Keats or Wilde but you'll love it secretly.

Listening to soft classical music together with your hands wandering around or making out in the rain with them.

You can walk hand in hand in strange new streets to discover quaint little cafes but they'll always order a strongly brewed cup of tea or a tall mug of black coffee wherever they go.

They have a classy sense of fashion and though you tease them by calling their outfits pretentious, they are always the best dressed person in the room (but you won't ever admit that).

They'll give you little gifts (yes, exactly like 19th century's courting rituals) like chunky beautiful rings with a pretty gemstone, or an antique silver pendant, a vintage scarf from their favourite thrift shop or a beautiful piece of art they've made or a heartfelt poem they've composed for you.

They can appear to be broody and dark (Mr. Darcy-like) but don't worry they're just a big softie on the inside who'll melt as soon as you hug them and blush profusely when you suddenly kiss their cheek.