every tumblr user: despite the fact that no one views or cares about my blog, i will continue to spend the majority of my life updating it
Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem
wait for it
wait
you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day
oompa loompas would be having a field day during the hunger games
“““You’re not a monster,” I said. But I lied. What I really wanted to say was that a monster is not such a terrible thing to be. From the Latin root monstrum, a divine messenger of catastrophe, then adapted by the Old French to mean an animal of myriad origins: centaur, griffin, satyr. To be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning at once.””
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— Ocean Vuong, from “On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous”
eye-opening tumblr post for me included the words "people are meant to be burdens" as in humans rely on and support one another and it's not a bother it's our purpose; to love and be loved in return. so if you ever think you're being annoying just remember we were made to love and it's going to be okay
“The thing is: If you’re cold, you hurt people. If you’re sensitive, they hurt you.”
— Unknown
the mortifying ordeal of Sending First Message