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irathegoddessworld · 4 months
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as I’ve got older I’ve realised the literal worst or most life destroying thing can happen and then u wake up the next day and it’s like. Ok now what
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irathegoddessworld · 4 months
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just… learn to change the oil in your car, know how to darn a hole in your favorite sweater, take no for an answer sometimes, accept when you don’t know something, think critically, discern when to stand up for yourself and when to back down, possess integrity, hold yourself gracefully, be comfortable w eating alone and even more comfortable w being put in awkward positions, develop rituals and habits, observe as much as but hopefully more than you judge, talk freely but listen actively, if you offer unsolicited advice be willing to also receive it, apologize for interrupting I don’t care if you grew up culturally doing that it’s respectful to maintain awareness of the world you weren’t raised in, shop w a grocery list rather than by the seat of your pants, pick your friends up from and drop them off at the airport, have hobbies that hone your craft, speaking of honing your craft: take your creativity seriously by continuously challenging and sharpening it, this one can be endlessly trying but working to cultivate a healthy relationship w what troubles you rather than resorting to castigating yourself upon approaching that which is unfamiliar, never show up empty handed to someone’s home for the first time, and help them clean up at the end of the evening, but leave as soon as you start wanting to go home so you don’t tinge the otherwise enjoyable time you had w irritation, date yourself, do the dishes before bed, also make your bed every morning, and clean parts of your home everyday, always seek knowledge beyond traditional education, move your body as much as it allows so you may sustain some sort of secure relationship w it as you age, judge the capacity as much as you do the intent, have a curiosity-driven mindset, know that you and the world you live in are mutable, value different perspectives but remain steadfast in your principals and beliefs, write by hand as much as you type, take initiative without prompting, seek help when and where necessary, learn to be financially literate, have friends who are significantly older than you (some of my dearest friends are in their 50s and 70s), learn from failures and setbacks by acknowledging and growing beyond your limitations, be the friend you wish(ed) you had by building and maintaining meaningful connections, embrace opportunities for personal and professional growth, recognize both the importance of compromise and when to choose discord over maintaining the peace, express gratitude regularly
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irathegoddessworld · 7 months
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to my dear, with all my love ♡ x
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irathegoddessworld · 7 months
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i love a little sunday reset <3
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irathegoddessworld · 10 months
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They stopped laughing and began to smile at each other. From across the room, across the mattress, across the table. Their language diminished to code at times, and at others ballooned to monologues delivered while cradled in the other's arms. They never looked at the sky or got up early to see a sunrise. They played no music and hadn't the foggiest notion that spring was on its way. Vaguely aware of such things when they were apart, together they could not concentrate on the given world. They reinvented it, remembered it through the other. He looked at her face in the mirror and was reminded of days at sea when water looked like sky. She surveyed his body and thought of oranges, playing jacks, and casks of green wine. He was still life, babies, cut glass, indigo, hand spears, dew, cadmium yellow, Hansa red, moss green and the recollection of a tree that wanted to dance with her.
– Toni Morrison, Tar Baby
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irathegoddessworld · 11 months
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summer thunderstorms are one of the most romantic things in the world, actually
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irathegoddessworld · 1 year
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other people’s love letters
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irathegoddessworld · 1 year
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life has not forgotten you (it holds you in its hand)
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irathegoddessworld · 1 year
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why amasawa seiji is perfectᵀᴹ
for @joshuas ♡
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irathegoddessworld · 1 year
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"i could pick you up so easily" okay and i could make you moan like a girl
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irathegoddessworld · 2 years
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the pain of a romantic breakup is more intense in the moment but u get over it, but friendship breakup is the kinda thing that haunts you forever
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irathegoddessworld · 2 years
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idk I just personally think that getting chills from music is the best part of being alive. like when a song is so good you can feel it in your whole body. that’s why I’m here.
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irathegoddessworld · 2 years
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some hair stick hairstyles I love, also featuring my sword earrings! (pt.1)
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irathegoddessworld · 3 years
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i just want to lay in bed and read books all day and not participate in life
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irathegoddessworld · 3 years
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To me, songs are kind of like bookmarks. Have you ever listened to a song that you haven’t heard in a while, and all of a sudden, all the memories of that time period come back, and you remember what your life used to be like. They’re like milestones in your life.
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irathegoddessworld · 3 years
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reading an old classic book at one in the morning by the light of a dusty lamp, the ticking of an ornate antique clock fading into background noise as you lose yourself in the story and the experience, a mug of tea balanced on your knee and a soft, dark blanket wrapped around your shoulders.
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irathegoddessworld · 3 years
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Anyone else haunted by the conflict that comes from living a life?
Midnight in Paris (Woody Allen) / Keaton Henson / Oscar Wilde (?) / Sweet and bitter magic (Tooley) / Albert Camus / Dead poets society ( Peter Weir) / Lost in Translation (Sofia Coppola) / The Catcher in the Rye (Salinger) / Bukowski / Mahmoud Darwish / Maggie Stiefvater / The Secret History (Tartt) / Sylvia Plath/ Inside (Bo Burnham) / Midnight in Paris / Doc Luben / V.E. Schwab / 500 days of Summer (Marc Webb) / Nora Sakavic / Nora Sakavic / V.E. Schwab / Holly Black / Nora Sakavic / Maggie Stiefvater / Kafka / I was born for this (Alice Oseman) / V.E. Schwab / The starless sea (Erin Morgenstern ) / The starless sea / The starless sea / Dead poets society / Steve McCurry
(thanks to everyone who edited everything, I'm sorry I can't find you and credit your work to you)
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