i am soooooooo obsessed with ana dakkar. every five seconds she goes "i hope this thing explodes in his face" "i hope he stabs himself with the needle" "i hope he drowns" she has NO shame i love her
i think my centre of mass just dislocated
I don’t if you can tell but I’ve been watching a lot of overly sarcastic production
ITS MARCH YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
ARE YOU TODAY’S DATE?
BECAUSE YOURE 10/10
you know who would get along well?
Number Five and Raphael Santiago.
change my mind.
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.
As someone who "won" in high school academics--who graduated with honors, won academic awards, was in the top 1% of test scores and of grades at the biggest high school in my state--the American educational system is built horribly, stacked against students, and is actively destroying the lives of people just as smart as I am for reasons they can't control.
ah yes, the girl with the knife and the morally gray boy who hates everyone but the girl with the knife, trope
it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.
"it doesn't matter. I have books, new books, and I can bear anything as long as there are books."
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