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“Do not despise your inner world. That is the first and most general piece of advice I would offer– Our society is very outward-looking, very taken up with the latest new object, the latest piece of gossip, the latest opportunity for self-assertion and status. But we all begin our lives as helpless babies, dependent on others for comfort, food, and survival itself. And even though we develop a degree of mastery and independence, we always remain alarmingly weak and incomplete, dependent on others and on an uncertain world for whatever we are able to achieve. As we grow, we all develop a wide range of emotions responding to this predicament: fear that bad things will happen and that we will be powerless to ward them off; love for those who help and support us; grief when a loved one is lost; hope for good things in the future; anger when someone else damages something we care about. Our emotional life maps our incompleteness: A creature without any needs would never have reasons for fear, or grief, or hope, or anger. But for that very reason we are often ashamed of our emotions, and of the relations of need and dependency bound up with them. Perhaps males, in our society, are especially likely to be ashamed of being incomplete and dependent, because a dominant image of masculinity tells them that they should be self-sufficient and dominant. So people flee from their inner world of feeling, and from articulate mastery of their own emotional experiences. The current psychological literature on the life of boys in America indicates that a large proportion of boys are quite unable to talk about how they feel and how others feel — because they have learned to be ashamed of feelings and needs, and to push them underground. But that means that they don’t know how to deal with their own emotions, or to communicate them to others. When they are frightened, they don’t know how to say it, or even to become fully aware of it. Often they turn their own fear into aggression. Often, too, this lack of a rich inner life catapults them into depression in later life. We are all going to encounter illness, loss, and aging, and we’re not well prepared for these inevitable events by a culture that directs us to think of externals only, and to measure ourselves in terms of our possessions of externals. What is the remedy of these ills? A kind of self-love that does not shrink from the needy and incomplete parts of the self, but accepts those with interest and curiosity, and tries to develop a language with which to talk about needs and feelings. Storytelling plays a big role in the process of development. As we tell stories about the lives of others, we learn how to imagine what another creature might feel in response to various events. At the same time, we identify with the other creature and learn something about ourselves. As we grow older, we encounter more and more complex stories — in literature, film, visual art, music — that give us a richer and more subtle grasp of human emotions and of our own inner world. So my second piece of advice, closely related to the first, is: Read a lot of stories, listen to a lot of music, and think about what the stories you encounter mean for your own life and lives of those you love. In that way, you will not be alone with an empty self; you will have a newly rich life with yourself, and enhanced possibilities of real communication with others.”

— Martha Nussbaum, philosopher, law & ethics professor

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I’m sick of people

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This broke my heart 😭 but with who?

Perfect skin doesn’t matter brand names don’t matter grind culture doesn’t matter all that’s important is having a hobby you love and learning to cook vegetables in tasty ways

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I am so done with people… I’m moving to Mars

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when they stopped putting cd drives in laptops we ALL lost

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Can’t wait to be done with all this shit so I can happily live in book world again without being disturbed

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Gonna be on here for a while now

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😭😭😭

Guys that ruin good friendships to tell you they like you<<

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Facebook is for people who want to have their Jeremy Kyle/Jerry Springer moments

Insta is for showing off and pretending you’re very deep and into poetry and posting one solidarity post and leaving it at that, winning iPhone 13’s that you never entered giveaways for and commenting under everyone’s posts calling them beautiful.

Tiktok is where people over share their lives, re-cycle the same tips over and over again, steal each other’s dances, play songs to death, gaining them instant popularity but a very deep hatred after that from every tiktok user.

Twitter is where people complain about their everyday lives, complain about the people on Insta, tiktok and Facebook, as well as discussing politics and getting into arguments with random strangers

Tumblr is for discussing all of the above, accidentally coming across spoilers and writing about anything and everything.

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So much for not going on Twitter today 😮‍💨

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People that over line their lips… why do you do it?

Like I know why you do it, I just don’t understand it…

But each to their own I guess.

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Public thank you’s make me feel like I’m 5 years old, standing on a stage somewhere with people looking at me… hate it

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It’s piling up and I don’t know what you do but Insha’ Allah it all comes to an end soon and I can be free of it all

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I hate public thank you’s 😮‍💨

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I miss shiverpool so much.

I miss going out and getting coffee alone and being alone.

I miss not having to tell people where I want to go.

I miss getting things when I want and when I need them and getting them alone.

I miss walking around town.

I miss going to art galleries.

-This has officially become the only place where I can just talk about everything… there’s too many people on Twitter who read my shit now 😮‍💨

Twitter was the place where I would complain about people, get excited about shows, leave really mysterious messages that only I understood.

Now people actually read my tweets, ask me to explain my mysterious tweets and engage with them.

I guess tumblr is my new place for venting. No one reads my shit here and I couldn’t be happier.

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Obsessed with this, it’s giving me Twilight vibes 😍

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