kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

you cannot convince me illegal immigration is a real problem and I'm sick of pretending it is. yk when you were a kid and you got mad at your sibling for crossing an imaginary line that you drew in the car? that's what you're doing right now except you're actually killing people over it

the day is gonna end anyway and your warm bed will be waiting so you might as well do the hard things and not let them ruin your day

this is unironically how I push myself to do everything I dread

no one will ever convince me that the us carpet bombing a country is the solution to anything and its genuinely disturbing that it has become so thoroughly normalized in the minds of many let alone viewed as a desirable action and not something deeply fundamentally wrong

gonna be real if websites demand photo ID I will simply drop them one by one as they ask. like this is how I am set free

don’t take my defeatism too seriously I will always begin again and again no matter what

I might sound miserable most of the time but at my core I’m a very hopeful person

Been feeling a bit hopeless of late. Wasn't expecting to stumble across a quote that would fundamentally alter my perspective and make me cry during my lunch break but here we are

This is an excellent sentiment.

Nevertheless, we persisted :)

Destroy the myth that libraries are no longer relevant. If you use your library, please reblog.

forgive the version of you that didn’t know any better

forgive the version of yourself that knew better but did it anyway. forgive every version of yourself. we are constantly learning from our mistakes.

forgive the version of you that didn’t know what to do and could not have foreseen what the right choice was, if there even was one. forgive the version of you that made a choice and regretted it.

And in these next 50 years you will eat so many delicious meals, laugh so many times with so many people you love, shout and scream and sing and cry and smile so hard your face hurts. And you will see such beautiful sunsets and feel fresh cold air on your face and feel warm and safe wrapped up in your favourite winter coat.

I wrap this blessing around you like a shroud, so that no ill can find you, and every warmth is held close