I Miss Feeling Alone In A Crowd Full Of People That I Absolutely Never Saw Before And Probably Never

I miss feeling alone in a crowd full of people that i absolutely never saw before and probably never will see again. I could just camuflate myself and contemplate about my insignificant existance in this marvelous world

i like to pretend i’m emotionless but i have at least 200 mood swings a day

the girls you read about, the girls you admire and long to be like, the girls that inspire you - they break down. i promise you. hermione granger, malala yousafzai, elizabeth bennet, jo march, katherine johnson - they all have broken down. they have had moments, days, even weeks, where they wanted to give up, to let go, to settle. even if it’s not written in the pages, i promise you that it happened. there is no shame in falling on your knees before you pick up the sword.

you are not weak for breaking down. that is where strength comes from.

📌 Giardino Bardini,Florence/Italia. Giuseppe Mondì

Im 100% the miserable head this days omg, the creativity of mary shelley was awesome

All the cute nicknames Victor Frankenstein called his son throughout the book:

catastrophe 

miserable monster

demoniacal corpse to which I have so miserably given life

an ugly mummy

a thing such as even Dante could not have conceived,

the filthy daemon to whom I have given life

no human

the wretch whom I had created

sight tremendous and abhorred

unearthly ugly being

too horrible for human eyes

miserable head

vile insect

abhorred monster

wretched devil

you, whose joint wickedness might desolate the world

too horrible for human eyes to behold

the filthy mass that moved and talked

wretch whom I dreaded

villain

monster of my creation

fiend

figure most hideous and abhorred

+ bonus - all the cute ways captain Robert Walton described Victor’s son on 1 page:

a form which I cannot find words to describe

never did I behold a vision so horrible as his face, of such loathsome, yet appalling hideousness

tremendous being

scary and unearthly in his ugliness

Tag yourself I’m “the filthy mass that moved and talked” 

I feel so overwhelmed. I think the saddest thing of our generation is that we have so much acess to information and so many role models to look after that we just kinda get lost in the process of discovering ourselves. Like, i like some various things but have absolutely no idea of how to put all of them together to form a career and that is just really upseting me and getting me extra tired