wit beyond measure

It’s soon time to go home ❤️

quiz: are you hamlet, or are you horatio?

we aren’t even 30 notes in and. you all can’t be hamlet. we can’t ALL be hamlet

me throwing the canterbury tales across the room: flying chaucer

me throwing ‘sailing to byzantium’ and ‘the celtic twilight’ across the room: YEATS

*whispered* I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you both to leave this library.

one day you will wake up refreshed, drink coffee and be able to read a book the same way you did when you were little. you will have a cat who curls up to sleep on your lap or a playful dog who is happy to see you. you will be the kindest you can be, listening to stories, and checking up on people often. you will make pancakes in the morning and decorate your abode with plants, your old paintings and cozy cushions. you will fill photo albums with blurry photos of your new friends and road trips and summery evenings. you will visit your favorite bakery and library often, and keep in touch with people you love. things won’t be perfect, but you’ll be at peace with yourself and you will be in love with life again. 

I was about to be M A D but this is truly good advice.

so you dated the wrong person and learned a hard lesson. you chose the wrong major and had to start over again. you cherished a friend who backstabbed you. it sucks, but it’s also going to work out. that’s life; you learn, hurt, love, cry, laugh, and keep going. you experience setbacks and you grow and it’s all okay.