Sir, I'm All Bra Wires And FUPA. Cheesecake Is The Way To My Heart.

Pretend ur invasive self hating thoughts r being said to u by a 13 y/o boy on xbox live trying to get a rise out of you like “Your girlfriend dumped you because you’re ugly” that’s nice tim isn’t it past ur bedtime

...the definition of humanness is the opportunity to marvel at the majesty of creation...

John Green, The Fault In Our Stars

I hope you love something as much as that person's brother loves chocolate milk.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo, from Questions for Ada; “Pain”

First, parts of you die, and then the things you think define you fade into the background. But you're still in control, you didn't need them anyway. Then you wake up one October morning, and you're seeping through your own fingers like water. You have no idea whom you are, you only have a vague idea of whom you want to be, but that's hard and you need to grieve for the girl who's dying inside you, because God knows she's carried you. Alas, you live in a world full of people with questions and they feel entitled to you remaining the same. You can't explain that your paradigms are not just shifting, they're blowing up and turning into ash in your hands, so you just fold into yourself. But Yourself is falling apart, and it's just...living God what is happening?

Dreams are just dreams until you write them down. Then they become goals.

Pinto JK, Project Management Achieving Competitive Advantage.

The only problem with not talking to oneself was that oneself was the most fascinating conversational partner one could imagine. Nobody had more patience in listening to one than oneself, and while nobody knew one better than oneself, nobody misunderstood one more than oneself.

Viet Thanh Nguyen, The Sympathizer (via larmoyante)

The Wolf and the Moon

There was a time when there were no stars in the sky. At night there was only darkness.                                                                                                        When the Sun set, the people gathered around fires to warm themselves, but mostly to keep the shadows away.                                                                    The Sun lived in a castle in the sky to which he returned every night. At the gates, he was greeted by his beautiful daughter, the Moon.                                    The whole day she spend wandering in the clouds, watching the people on earth and wishing to be able to go down to them and be one of them.                        Time after time, she asked her father to allow her to go, but every time he denied her request, telling her tales of the cruelty and malice of the people, warning her, that nothing good ever came from there.                                                                But the Moon did not listen to her fathers’ warnings, and one night, she climbed out of her window and stepped down to earth.                                                  She wandered through a dark forest, the branches scratching her face, the thorns tearing her dress and the stones cutting her feet.                                        She walked for hours until she finally saw a light flicker through the trees.             As she stepped on a clearing, she saw a group of five men sitting around a fire.  Hesitantly she stepped into the light, not knowing what to expect.                         One of the men saw her and jumped on his feet. He was tall and handsome, with dark hair and green eyes. he invited the Moon to come and sit with them and even offered her some of the food they were eating and some of the wine they were drinking. She thanked them and asked for there names and what they were doing there.                                                                                               "My name is Wolf,“                                                                                              said the young man,                                                                                          “and these are my friends Bear, Lynx, Cougar, and Fox. We are on our way to the village on the other side of the forest. They say that we will surely find work there and a place to live."                                                                                        Then he asked for her name and where she was coming from.                              "My name is Moon,"                                                                                            she replied                                                                                                        "and I live in the sky with my father the Sun. He told me not to come here, that the people are cruel and evil, but I had to see for myself if that was true."              They asked her to stay until dawn and as the hours passed, she became more and more confident, that what her father told her was not the truth, but a lie to keep her from earth and the wonderful people there.                                              She fell in love with the young man named Wolf and promised to come back down to earth the next night, to see him again.                                                      And she kept her promise.                                                                                From that moment, she spend the nights on earth with Wolf and slept through the day, getting up just in time to greet her father at the gates as he came back. He would ask her about her day and every time she would think of something new she might have done.                                                                                  But one night the Moon forgot to close the window as she left, and the cold that filled the castle woke up the Sun. He went to her room to tell her to close the window, only to find her bed empty and untouched. He searched the whole castle but could not find her.                                                                                  So he went outside and looked down to earth. And there he saw the Moon, sitting at a fire with the five men. She was laughing and seemed joyful.                But her father was angry that she disobeyed him and thought of a way to punish her.                                                                                                                      The next day, when the Moon was sleeping, he transformed the men into animals. They scattered in the woods, not knowing what happened to them.        As he returned to the castle that evening, he told his daughter, that from now on, she was to walk the sky at night to give light to the people on earth even when he was asleep.                                                                                                    The Moon was devastated and cried bitter tears for she would never be able to meet her love again.                                                                                              As she walked across the sky, her tears turned into stars and every now and then, she would send one of them down to earth and people would wish upon them whenever they saw one.                                                                              For thousands of years, she walked the sky every night, sometimes almost as bright as the Sun himself and sometimes so faint that no creature could see her light.                                                                                                                        Some of them felt her sorrow whenever they looked up to the sky, and the sea rose up to her as she walked, to give her comfort and help her forget.                  But she never forgot her loved one, looking for him every night, not seeing him and wondering how he could be so cruel to leave her like that.                               And the Wolf did not forget either. Every night he howled at her, hoping that she would recognize him one day and come back to him.                                           But she never did.                                                                                                    And so the Wolf keeps howling at the Moon, and the Moon keeps wandering across the sky crying stars and looking for him.

“Here is something you know: I have always been a sure bet when you were looking for a night of pleasure; it is almost a given with little thought ever provided as to your current relationship status. Here is something you do not know: I have never once enjoyed that kind of intimacy; I allow it because being wanted in any capacity tricks my insecurities into believing, just for a moment, that you love me.”

— K.S. // It is a false validation //