Vincent Van Gogh, Almond Blossom, 1890. Van Gogh Museum, Amsterdam.
this may seem hard. your mind may be in ruin, and your soul may be lost. your hands, may only be more scarred and your eyes, they seem like they have carrying the burden of a hundred sorrows but this will end. i may not know when, but i do believe this will end. this will end.
Perhaps she was the one who said, Turn around.
— Portrait of a Lady on Fire, 2019
When I slip beneath the quilt and fold into your warmth, I think we are like the pages of a love letter written thirty years ago that some aging god still reads each day and then tucks back into its envelope.
ELLEN BASS
so today is bad i just got off the phone with my sister and she told me that the plumbing is so bad in our NYC house that they’ve been shitting in plastic bags, taking showers with cold water and washing the dishes both in the back yard, spitting toothpaste in the garbage, basically unable to use water and i have no words to how much this breaks my heart like i can’t believe they’re living like that and our abusive father is literally going to let them live like that i cant stop crying
when fleabag said “I love you” and then the priest said “it’ll pass” I had no choice but to go completely insane in my bedroom
here's a list of a few things i need for my study sessions
~ textbooks
~ notes
~ any other study material
~ a cup of coffee
~ lip balm
~ headphones/Spotify
~ study lamp
~ a chocolate bar or some kinda snack
~ pencils / pens
~ highlighters
~ tissues (for the tears)
~ flashcards + Post It's
~ a heater / air conditioning
~ a comfortable chair
~ water (!!)
~ essential oils
~ study guides
~ YouTube + Khan Academy + TED
~ hair ties
~ clock
~ meds
~ motivation.
On Self-Respect, Joan Didion, 1961
june:
> letting go of all that has held us back
> welcoming & radiating love
> being our best selves
> only looking into our souls for guidance
> honouring our psyche
> appreciating ourselves, & those around us
> abundance, prosperity, & purpose