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quintessentialmess · 2 years
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“A city becomes a world when one loves one of its inhabitants”
Lawrence Durrell
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virginia woolf
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quintessentialmess · 2 years
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I am shameless. But that placement thing pleaseeee
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
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quintessentialmess · 2 years
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。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚。 October will bring blessings.
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quintessentialmess · 2 years
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"fuck you my child is completely fine."
your child rewatches daniel sloss's Jigsaw every three months
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quintessentialmess · 2 years
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Hello, I am back, please please please that bling bling.
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
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quintessentialmess · 2 years
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I keep coming back here but get me the fucking job!
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
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quintessentialmess · 2 years
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Hey remember when US and Russia was all like “We’re the best!!! We’ve won the space race!!!!” But India sent a kick-ass space probe to Mars and the whole mission was fuel efficient, costed less and a roaring success in the first try and then they were like “…..wait no that can’t be true” and still have the audacity to call us “underdeveloped” or only view us as a ‘third world country’? :)
For anyone who needs more info, the probe was called Mangalyaan (which literally means space probe vehicle) or Mars Orbiter Mission (MOM) and you can also get more information here and here
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quintessentialmess · 2 years
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Let's get that new job babyyy
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
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quintessentialmess · 2 years
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This shit worksssssss
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
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Let's get that ambassadorship babyyy
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
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quintessentialmess · 3 years
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Honestly? Shoutout to those of you who are completely fucking lost in life. Those who don’t know what they want to do with life. Those who are stuck in a certain part of life and can’t get out. Those who are reaching for dreams they feel are impossible to reach. Those who feel like they’re accomplishments are being overlooked. Those who feel like their enough just isn’t enough. It is. You can make it. You will make it. There is an opening at the end of the tunnel.
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quintessentialmess · 3 years
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Love this bit!
Shakespeare references in this show are amazing.
Can't wait for season 3.
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quintessentialmess · 3 years
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Hi friends I wanna d word sooo baddd
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quintessentialmess · 3 years
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I love when people are completely and foolishly themselves. I love when they’re happy and I can see the smile stretching up. I love when they shout when they’re angry at the world. I love when they take efforts to come peace with an argument . I love the undisturbed silences. I love the scribble pages when the thoughts don’t form the right words. I love when they’re angry when they’re angry and I love when they cry and hold on to someone when it gets heavy. I love unmade beds and messy hairs. I love the rain drops which roll over the windows and people write names of someone they think at that moment. It’s a sweet and sour thing to be alive and to notice it don’t you think.
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quintessentialmess · 3 years
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Ok so I come bearing bad news.
The farmers protest, now raging on for 10 months, was heading to protest in Karnal in opposition to a BJP meet there. On the way, they were mercilessly beaten by the Haryana Police. For those of you who don't know, Haryana is a BJP state. For those of you who still don't know, BJP had passed capitalistic, disgustingly colonial-era-resembling laws last year in November, which snatches power and financial autonomy from the farmer and instead serves it on a platter to the corporate sector. 42.6% of all Indians, or approximately 554 million Indians, are working in agriculture. Farmers all over India, though it is especially farmers from North India and Punjab who're getting coverage (Northern Plains are often called the "Granary of India" and have high population density), have been protesting against the govt and it's laws for the past ten months. They've endured poisonous propaganda, police brutality, flooded roads, scorching summers, harsh winters, even suicides, in these past ten months. And yet the BJP refuses to back down and instead choses violence.
This is sickening. This is setting my blood on fire. This makes me want to just shoot all BJP members in the head.
The Brits beat up our farmers and our patriots mercilessly when they protested. The BJP also beats up our farmers and our patriots when they protest.
This is not the first instance of police brutality in India. The cases are increasing at a frightening rate since the past few years, especially under the second term of the fascist BJP. The CAA protests, the Hathras protests and the farmer protests, to name a few, are instances wherein the police has blatantly shown that they live to lick the ass of the BJP.
If you're staying silent on the farmer's protests. If you're staying silent on police brutality in India. If you're staying silent on the BJP's atrocities. If you're "neutral" or "support Modi but not the BJP" or whatever half cooked bullshit lie you have, fuck you and please don't ever talk to me again.
Just. Fuck it all.
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quintessentialmess · 3 years
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We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.
Sylvia Plath
I exist in two places, here and where you are.
Margaret Atwood
Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies.
David Mitchell
I’m kissing you now—across the gap of a thousand years.
Marina Tsvetaeva
Come back! Even as a shadow, even as a dream.
Euripides (tr. Anne Carson)
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