Sometimes I say self loathing things to my therapist and he looks at me dead in the eyes before saying “You fucking moron.” and tbh same
“Do you think it’s funny that both of our favourite memories are about the people we like the least now?“ I ask. "Maybe that’s why we dislike them,” she says. “The distance between who they were and who they are is so wide, we have no hope of getting them back.”
― Nicola Yoon, The Sun Is Also a Star
A wall of leaves, 28-08-2021
For all I can really do is
Stand here
In September’s rain
Savouring...
Soaking it all in
Slipping...
And simply
Holding on to poetry
For dear life
Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me
go cloud-gazing, lay down in the grass on a sunny day, or empty roads on a rainy day, stare up at the sky and let your mind wander.
read a book so complex that you don't understand anything, fill your arms with scrawled definitions.
writing poems and notes of kindness, hiding them for other people to find and pass along!
read passages of love in another language, untranslated and realise that love can surpass even the greatest of barriers.
find your favourite flower! hunt for it, research it, write an essay on why you love it and how much it means to you!
buy another copy of your favourite book, fill the pages with annotations and give it to a second hand shop for somebody else to experience it the way that you do.
fill a journal with moments of your life, even if you don't think they're very interesting.
listen to music whilst looking at the moon and stars, realising how beautiful life is.
visit an art gallery or a museum near you. become familiar with it, visit it until you know it inside out. make it your special place.
learn the little things about people, including yourself. find their favourite colour and why, find their music taste, their taste in books until you know them perfectly.
the small things! taking sips of warm beverages becomes the most comforting thing, closing your eyes for a moment on a bus and focusing on the lull of movement.
bake/cook your favourite treat. experiment and find the way that makes it taste simply ethereal.
after a break from reading I’M FINALLY STARTING TODAY AGAIN <33
Dark Academia Fashion Inspiration
ocean vuong / @nolanisms (via) / novo amor / looking for langston (1989, dir. isaac julien, via) / jas ratchford / evie hilliar (via) / broken social scene
Baroque plaster meets ancient mosaic in the baptistry of St. John Lateran, Rome.