thoughts from a restless mind

americanizdafricana:

there’s so much intimacy in understanding. Someone who doesn’t understand you is not going to know how to love you because they don’t know who you are.

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flowerais:

In 2019:

- do more things that make you forget about your phone

- do not compare yourself to other people: trust that you are progressing in your own way

- keep your heart soft, remember that there are genuinely kind people & good things in the world

- finish what you start

- be consistent, and do not be swayed by temporary moods or criticisms from people who don’t matter.

- smile more often

- be okay with being bad at something

- do not blame yourself for people who make you feel unworthy. find new people to talk to and don’t isolate yourself even if you feel awkward or unlovable. don’t convince yourself that you’re better off alone.

- go outside more often and find beauty in small things

- read more books

- be the kindest person you can be

- be so busy you have no time to be bored or dwell on the past

- learn to be patient. don’t rely on instant gratification, wait for the sense of accomplishment after completing a daily goal or achieving a long-term goal

- see bad days as a chance to start again

- always remember that negative thoughts are not the truth. you can do amazing things even though you may feel stupid. you are worthy of love and self care even though you may hate yourself. you deserve kindness and friendship and unconditional love even though you don’t feel that way. people don’t hate you even though you think you’re unlovable. you made mistakes and had bad times but that’s ok - you can always start again.

(via planetahmane)

plaidadder:

crewdlydrawn:

poupon:

This is it… this is the height of what memes and memetic culture can do and the purpose they can serve, and why it’s so important to have this freedom of expression and exchange. Protest, reference, the instant connection of ideas, heavy weighted messages conveyed by the simplest of means. This image speaks volumes about the state of internet politics right now, and it does so by omitting the most important and recognizable part of itself.

Also, look at the quality here and the effort the artist put into making Truth’s erasure so disturbingly seamless. 

(via anaisnt)

violentwavesofemotion:

“I want to force myself again and again to leave the warmth and security of static situations and move into the world of growth and suffering. I am blessed with great desires to give of love and time, and find that people respond to this.”

Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. November 1956

(via psychoneurogenesis)

humansofnewyork:

“My therapist told me that reading the news was causing my depression.  So I’ve managed to completely avoid it for the past five years.  I used to consume articles for four hours every day.  I’d always read the New York Times front to back, everything except the sports section.  But then the Times caused the Iraq war so I switched over to leftist websites.  I always thought it was my obligation as a responsible citizen to pay attention to bad news.  I guess I was looking for some sort of understanding.  If only I could learn enough, then maybe I could help organize something.  But all of it just sent me into utter despair.  I began to look at other people as brainwashed.  Every time I saw someone having kids, I’d get angry.  Don’t they realize how uninhabitable the planet is going to be?  Everyone thinks if we just make a few changes, we’ll be fine.  We won’t be fine.  The problem is systemic and there’s no movement capable of ending capitalism in time to save the planet.  But anyway, I’m trying not to obsess over this stuff anymore.”

(Source: humansofnewyork)

(Source: autumncozy, via psychoneurogenesis)

julykings:

easy morning // bed no.1 from my “unmade beds” series

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chittychittycoco:

blondetrash:

bohoindie:

date the person who says, “have fun, be safe, and call if you need anything” not the person who gets mad at you for going out w/o them

partnership not ownership

Reblog until I die

(Source: hipstered, via ailuroso)

yesterdaysprint:

Tit-Bits, England, February 4, 1882

(via tubduckie)

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quotemadness:

“If you see beauty in something, don’t wait for others to agree.”

— Sherihan Gamal

(Source: quotemadness.com, via planetahmane)

dennybitte:

placidity

by Denny Bitte

(via soft3n)

lostinlaraland:

The library laying down some truth. Definitely going to post this quote for my students when I get back to work.

#larashappylife #laratravelstheworld #lifeofateachef #nypl #newyorkpubliclibrary #quotes #newyork2018 #nyc2018 #backinLA (at NYPL The New York Public Library)
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blossomfully:

“A year has passed and you still think of her. But you no longer know if the “her” in your mind is the “her” in real life. Memories come in flashes. The way she laughed so hard one time, she fell off the bed. The time she cried at a Christmas advert on TV. You remember the first present she ever got you, a small music box from Venice. You remember her eyes wide, in anticipation, and then in relief: “I love it.“ You remember smoothing her wet hair from her face that time she came home in the rain; mascara smudged, running down both cheeks. You called her panda and she laughed. You remember her laugh. You remember the nervousness at meeting her family for the first time. Then, stepping into her childhood bedroom, and everything starting to make sense. You remember pointing to a box on top of her bookshelf. "What’s that?” you asked. “Memories,” she said. “It’s a box full of memories.” “Can I see?” you asked. “No,” she said, “they’re things from the past. And that’s where they belong.” Later, you realised that she meant they were memories of the people she had loved. She’d always amazed you with the way that she could so easily move on. “The past is the past,” she liked to say. Now, you are her past. And she is yours. The only difference is that you still think of her. And you cannot help but wonder if she ever thinks of you, or whether you are simply a part of the box at the top of her shelf.”

— Sue Zhao // Memory Box

maaarine:

Talks at Google: Alice Walker

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