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Mean Girls (2004) dir. Mark Waters
“[Housework] is undoubtedly a great blessing, too, because it keeps me sane, it forces me to live a regular life & is in general good for me although I curse it every day.”
— Ludwig Wittgenstein, “Letter to Lee Malcolm (5 June 1948)”
This is a big thing that I continue to work on unlearning/relearning
🫧 clean/bath moodboard ♡ requests open!
We walk side by side with our hands clasped tightly together, speaking in strange tongues that have become familiar. I have become myself, fully myself, and I am here with you.
Your face is more beautiful than I could have ever thought or remembered. Your intoxicating presence drowns me in its immediacy - I list my achievements, all that make me who I am, my wishes fulfilled and dreams obtained.
You smile shy, in awe, in deep desire, for nothing shines brighter than me as myself.
- and so it is
All we can do is give it everything we've got and exceed all that we have.
The books in my arms seemed to lift me into the air, and I was walking, gliding, floating among the great scholars and thinkers of history, elevated and one with all. I am here.
- scattered dreams gathered present
hey i know i asked for constructive criticism but what i actually wanted was for you to tell me i'm extremely talented. and also pretty. sorry if that was unclear
if you're trying to get into the head of your story's antagonist, try writing an "Am I the Asshole" reddit post from their perspective, explaining their problems and their plans for solving them. Let the voice and logic come through.
So sick of dog motif what about cat motif.
I love you but we don't love the same. I can't be near you when you want me to be. Your love is smothering and your need to keep me safe is trapping me. I'm my own person but I don't know how to show you that. I lash out and hurt you even though I don't mean to. I need you to move slowly around me or I'll bolt. I love you, even though I don't say it. If you stay still I'll sit next to you, and even though we don't understand each other we can be together like that.
seeking, yearning, reaching hands
I notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.
— Friedrich Nietzsche