Do Men Even Know Women Are People

do men even know women are people

Me, a writer: *has an good idea for a story/fanfic*

Also me: “I wish somebody would write that.”

I’ve never found a character that I identify with the most like I do with Elio. He’s such my soulmate. Wish we could be best friends in the north of Italy and in the rest of the world.

Call me by your name (2017) dir. Luca Guadagnino

The fact that I don’t get paid to read lots and write the beginning of some books (THAT I HAVE IN MIND AND I PROMISE ONE DAY THEY WILL BECOME REAL) it’s just disappointing. What am I supposed to do? Work in an ordinary company or something until I don’t have the will to live anymore? What about my drEAMS?! Is there a job where people get paid to read?!

oh the greatfulness of sitting outside just to be sitting outside

i understand why old people sit outside just to sit outside

in case someone’s having a bad day ✨

mood