Is it just me or does having a positive interaction with a stranger scratch a very particular itch? I think it's the reassurance that the world is not split solely into people who already love you and people who never will.

every day i wake up alone in my little creaky beloved bed and I look around with sleepy eyes and realize it’s a “remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world” kind of morning

babe. be real with me. if i were a plain little rock on a beach would you pick me up and turn me over in your hand and marvel over how wonderfully ordinary i am. like really take the time to ponder how there isn't necessarily anything special about me but that the very deed of choosing me out of countless other rocks raises me to a precious, almost sacred level of irreplaceability that is only accessible through the act of being seen and loved?

i think the wine-dark sea and rosy-fingered dawn should kiss

you can't waste your life btw it's just not something that's possible to do. your mere existence is already a precious and valuable use of your time. the time you spent becoming who you are now was inherently worthwhile

I really don’t believe there’s any such thing as a failed hobby. I think it goes back to “no love, however brief, is wasted” and “joy is never pointless”. Even if your hobby wasn’t quote-unqoute “successful”, I bet you still had fun with it, at least a little bit. You probably still learned something from it, or at least learned some limits to your abilities. And I think that makes it worth it

Have you guys seen the golden cow its pretty cool. probably even cooler than God