Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir Of Healing From Complex Trauma

idk who needs to hear this today, but don't go lurking on ex friends and partners. nothing you see or read will make you feel better there. all you're doing is hurting your own feelings. leave them in the past and do your best to move on with your own life, to make what you have now happier rather than dwelling on things that used to be (:

happy i guess i'm disappointed that you didn't 'merry christmas' your way back into my life and i get that there's still new years but by new years i'll be a very different person so you've really only got like a five day gap before i definitely can't tolerate your bullshit anymore because i swore that i'd be a non bullshit tolerating kind of girl season to all who celebrate

Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

Ernest Hemingway // Unknown

One thing about life is sometimes there is moon

we are the daughters of parents who should not have had kids

I hate that lung cancer is stigmatized.

My dear friend has lung cancer from secondhand smoke. He's 16.

Whenever he tells people that he has cancer, they react with sympathy. Then he tells them it's lung cancer.

Boom. No more sympathy. Just 'why did you smoke?' 'Did you vape?' 'You're a little young for that, aren't you?' 'Why do you have cancer?'

Fuck you. He's 16. He can't breathe. He's gone through chemo and every type of treatment under the goddamn sun. We goof off and act like kids and he has to sit down to gasp and choke for five, ten minutes.

I hate that lung cancer is stigmatized.

Fuck everyone who contributes.

you can love someone so much platonically that it feels like you’re gonna die. platonic feelings can be just as intense as romantic ones, and that doesn’t make them any less platonic. 

medieval judge: i sentence you to a swift and painless death in private with all of your clothes on

gay masochist pervert criminal: NOOOOOO PLEASE, ANYTHING BUT THAT!