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PhD candidate Kate Dibiasky found it.

#one of my best

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#love like this

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fuckkkkk do i feel like shit today 😑 i just wanna go home and sleep til i die

okay universe i get it you don't want me to bake for my loved one on special occasions

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okay universe i get it you don't want me to bake for my loved one on special occasions

#😑

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stewy's hairy chest <3

#amen. love.

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the way my brain fully disconnects when my driver is a woman versus the hypervigilant state of oh fuck am i getting kidnapped murdered assaulted i better alert two relatives and one friend just in case my heart will explode etc etc when it's a man

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Bessel van der Kolk, The Body Keeps the Score

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I always hate it when people are all “so do you go to school, or are you working, or” and I either have to

make up some lie, or

eventually get around to “I am not working because of depression/anxiety,” and subsequently have to deal with whatever bullshit-riddled and completely unsolicited opinions on mental illness this stranger feels obligated to share with me.

So my therapist was like, “You don’t have to do either. You can just say you haven’t worked in a while because you’re recovering from an illness.”

I tried it when the home inspector was here today, and it fucking worked. He was like, “oh, I’m sorry, are you doing better now,” and I’m like yeah, and don’t worry, it’s not contagious, awkward laugh, and we moved on.

MY THERAPIST. IS A GENIUS. Because it is an illness, so it’s not a lie to say that, and it’s also none of his business to know specifically what it is, and I clearly don’t want to give more details, so we should move on from this topic. MY THERAPIST IS A GODDAMN GENIUS.

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anya taylor joy and her bf. idk his name but she looks so cute i’m obsessed with the fit.

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Ngl the way this site talks about veganism and vegetarianism (as in, opposing it) so often blatantly ignores and erases cultures where that’s the standard diet and it’s slowly driving me insane

Veganism as in the specific movement under that name is a relatively new western in origin phenomenon, but dharmic religions among others have been promoting avoidance of animal products for literal centuries, typically under the name of vegetarianism + specific terms (e.g. ahimsa in Jain philosophies). Portraying avoidance of foods and products derived from nonhuman animals as a solely white western thing is blatantly erasing these millennia old cultures.

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uhm

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“To learn which questions are unanswerable, and not to answer them: this skill is most needful in times of stress and darkness.”

— Ursula K. Le Guin, from The Left Hand of Darkness

“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”

— Rainer Maria Rilke, from Letters to a Young Poet

“And maybe that’s all I wanted—to be asked a question and have it cover me, like a roof the width of myself.”

— Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

“[…] the openness to revelation. Which is another way of saying, to being wrong about what is possible and true.”

— Karen Russell, from “The Ghost Birds”

But, anyway, aren’t there moments that are better than knowing something, and sweeter?

— Mary Oliver, from “Snowy Night”

“In the end I would rather wonder than know.”

— Mary Ruefle, from “On Secrets,” in Madness, Rack, and Honey

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Photography by Del LaGrace Volcano 1980s

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eventually love finds you, so yes, it does get better .

#hm. who would've thought.

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faded blue house portrait hanging on the wall at the local urgentcare

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The Existential Dread of Working Life - A Collection

Keep reading

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1. A Primer for the Small Weird Loves - Richard Siken / 2. The Crane Wife - CJ Hauser / 3. Automat - Edward Hopper / 4. Red Doc> - Anne Carson / 5. Melancholy - Edvard Munch / 6. The Village (2004) / 7. So We Must Meet Apart - Gabrielle Bates and Jennifer S. Cheng