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Everybody loves taking those stupid romantic quotes out of context from Wuthering Heights, but I give you this gem:
“‘She’s fainted or dead,’ I thought, ‘so much the better. Far better that she should be dead, than a lingering burden, and a misery-maker to all about her.’” (Volume 2, Chapter 1)
No better quote to summarize feelings about toxic people. I’m using that in the future.
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Young woman reading in greenhouse Axel Helsted (1847-1907)
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Fisherman's Bastion, Budapest (by Maria Molnarova)
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Everybody talks crap about your 20s being a confusing time. Which, yes, I see early 20s being that way. I’m mid-late 20s now, and, let me tell you, it’s amazing.
I’m out of grad school. I’m married to the love of my life. I have ~free time~ which means I can do the hobbies I’ve wanted to do for years. And add new ones - D&D, adult ballet classes, running, learning a new instrument.
So, hey, late 20s to early 30s is a sweet spot. Feels like being young again? In a way?
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saying “be safe” like a spell that’ll protect them
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I viewed him as nice and sleek, but for as much as he loved red snapper, he probably was a chonky boi.
39 clues fans what does Saladin look like to you. I know he is an Egyptian mau and I know they are usually grey with black spots but I first read these books at roughly 11 years old and I didn't have extensive cat knowledge (and don't even tell me he was described as silver either maybe he was but my memory and ability to retain information wasn't great either I had undiagnosed adhd !!!!) And he has ALWAYS been a black cat in my head. Upon having this argument with my sister I discovered Egyptian maus can ALSO be black so this is Saladin the cat. To me. And I'm right.

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shoutout to people who find mother’s day hard to deal with whether your mom left, your mom died, your mom is abusive, your mom is hard to connect with, you don’t get to see her, etc. get through today as best you can. love you.
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“Pain is the mark of the living… It is an honor to carry hurt within one’s heart, for it means that you have cared. You have lived and you have loved. There is no greater meaning to life than this.”
- To the Gallows by Elizabeth Skarpnes, pages 219-220
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I love Drabbles!
drabbles are a very important part of the fanfic ecosystem btw and it makes me sad that people don't really write them anymore, that people only see value in 10k minimum fics that get put on tiktok/twitter rec lists and/or sent to the actors/creators/etc (please don't do that btw) like no. that's not the only type of fic that has value. having the option to read something short and sweet, something that packs a punch in 100-1000 words is Good Actually and more people need to realize this. the drabble species is going extinct we need to revive them
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My mother and I have had a strained relationship for about four years (no contact for a long time due to her lashing out in anger and saying nasty things). It’s been a long, painful journey to attempt to restore things. BUT I just went on vacation with my in-laws, which included my MIL, who is the sweetest, kindest, loveliest person. I was talking about the fun time I had with my MIL- went shopping, eating food, etc.
And my friend remarks, “Wow, must be nice having a mom that actually loves you!”
Like, damn, friend, you’re right, but that shit hurted real bad when you say it like that.
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It’s official - I can’t stand “morally gray” MMCs. Selfish? Mercurial? On-again-off-again? Misleading? No self control? Well, no more. Long live the cinnamon roll MMCs. The diplomats, the lifelong friends, the jokesters, the loyal golden retrievers, the caretakers, the FMC’s biggest cheerleader. Only they shall reign.
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February 23, 1925 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
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“But Evangeline knew that her heart longed to hope for the best. She believed that people could change; she believed that everyone’s life was like a story with an ending that was not yet written, and therefore everyone’s future held infinite possibilities.”
- The Ballad of Never After by Stephanie Garber (page 3)
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Enemies to "I accidentally came across you while you were vulnerable and scared and I'm not a total asshole so I tried to help you" to "accidental mutual uncovering of softer sides and vulnerabilities" to "I can't be mean to you anymore, not out of pity but because it would feel weird betraying that brief truce we had" to "Fine I'll make an effort to be nice to you now I guess" to "actually now that we're not actively hating each other you're not so bad I guess" to "i think we're friends but I'm not going to say that because I'm afraid you're not gonna feel the same way" to "oh you also think we're friends? Great" to lovers
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