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a playlist for those who are…

crying in the backseat

singing in the car with their friends

wanting to be loved

living in suburbia

worshipping blair waldorf

going through a breakup

teenage girls

in love and want the world to know

in love with someone who doesn’t love them back

experiencing heartache in the 1950′s

living in a jane austen novel

wishing they were jackie burkhart from that 70′s show

dreaming of strolling through paris

crying over a lover

sad girls

eating soft ice cream at coney island

throwing a halloween party

dancing queens

feeling like a fairy

wishing they lived in new orleans

dreaming of sipping lattes in paris

obsessed with poetry

sitting in a coffee shop

in love and it hurts

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the signs as pieces of classical music

Aries: Tännhauser Overture - grand, dauntless, conflagrant, triumphant. Taurus: Le Poeme de l'Extase - languid, sybaritic, easeful, entranced. Gemini: The Moldau - volatile, nimble, scintillating. Cancer: New World Symphony - solacing, unfeigned, tender, utopian. Leo: Piano Concerto No. 1 - majestic, resplendent, climactic, gaudy. Virgo: Cello Suite No. 1 - immaculate, trenchant, robust, taut.  Libra: Symphony No. 5: Adagietto - ethereal, lightsome, blooming. Scorpio: Danse Macabre - enigmatic, shadowy, overflowing, profound. Sagittarius: Waltz No. 2 - impish, effervescent, whimsical, unfettered. Capricorn: Valse Sentimentale - solemn, wistful, imposing, disillusioned. Aquarius: Daphnis et Chloé - transcendental, contradictory, uncanny. Pisces: Claire de Lune - demure, fanciful, nebulous, lulling.

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Little feminist ideas:

Supporting women who don’t want to have children and deserve not to have motherhood forced on them while Also Supporting Mothers. 

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You will recover, i promise, just keep fighting

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these stairs lead to nowhere but they were still cool

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stone cottages in Bibury by  Eduard Militaru

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I wanna bake banana bread with you

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Can we normalize doing nothing, please?

I work with kids. These kids are at my program before and after school, and then some of them have sports/dance/music sometimes all of the above before they finally go home, eat dinner, and go to sleep. Then rinse and repeat everyday, and games and more classes on the weekend, etc.

I’m all for extracurriculars, but this turns into the teen who is not only in the school play, but they’re on the newspaper, the football team, and seven different clubs. In college they take double the courseloads, and then once they graduate…what?

They work themselves raw because they arent used to downtime. They’ve been told they can always be doing something, and they don’t know how to relax. This turns into the adult that has anxiety because there’s nothing left to clean, the adult that desperately wants to watch that TV show but can’t force themselves to sit long enough for it.

Then they turn into the moms and dads who spend all their free time ferrying their kids to extracurriculars.

Like, these kids don’t know what downtime is? I told a kid I did nothing last weekend, and he looked at me like I was crazy. He asked what I was doing this weekend and I said “Probably sleeping, mostly,” and he actually gasped. Then he rattled off a bunch of things I could do, to which I had to stop him.

“No, you don’t understand. I plan on sleeping. I’m booked.”

“But you could–”

“Nah. I’m just gonna rest.”

It was as if I had said a bad word or something. I asked what he does when he gets sick, and he says he goes to practice anyway. I asked him what he does if he doesn’t feel like going, and he said he goes anyway. I asked when he takes time to rest, and he said when he sleeps at night.

Bring back lazy Sundays. Bring back Saturday morning cartoons. Bring back the idea of relaxing and soaking in your day before moving into the next thing. Bring back the right to breathe, the right to rest.

Bring back mental health days, and taking a break. Bring back taking a walk or watching a show or setting a timer to remind yourself to stop cleaning and relax.

If you’re running at 100% all the time with no time to recharge, then your battery is going to die spectacularly, and probably at the worst possible time.

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Find three hobbies: one to make you money, one to keep you in shape, and one to keep you creative.

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I honestly always find the term ‘spinster’ as referring to an elderly, never-married woman as funny because you know what?

Wool was a huge industry in Europe in the middle ages. It was hugely in demand, particularly broadcloth, and was a valuable trade good. A great deal of wool was owned by monasteries and landed gentry who owned the land. 

And, well, the only way to spin wool into yarn to make broadcloth was by hand. 

This was viewed as a feminine occupation, and below the dignity of the monks and male gentry that largely ran the trade. 

So what did they do?

They hired women to spin it. And, turns out, this was a stable job that paid very well. Well enough that it was one of the few viable economic options considered ‘respectable’ outside of marriage for a woman. A spinster could earn quite a tidy salary for her art, and maintain full control over her own money, no husband required. 

So, naturally, women who had little interest in marriage or men? Grabbed this opportunity with both hands and ran with it. Of course, most people didn’t get this, because All Women Want Is Husbands, Right?

So when people say ‘spinster’ as in ‘spinster aunt’, they are TRYING to conjure up an image of a little old lady who is lonely and bitter. 

But what I HEAR are the smiles and laughter of a million women as they earned their own money in their own homes and controlled their own fortunes and lived life on their own terms, and damn what society expected of them. 

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my bed is my cloud and i’m the little angel that sleeps on it

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femmes are just [clenches fist] so lovely

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