It’s messing people up, this social pressure to “find your passion” and “know what it is you want to do”. It’s perfectly fine to just live your moments fully, and marvel as many small and large passions, many small and large purposes enter and leave your life. For many people there is no realization, no bliss to follow, no discovery of your life’s purpose. This isn’t sad, it’s just the way things are. Stop trying to find the forest and just enjoy the trees.

Sally Coulter (via suenotragado)

yes ! paired w the economically problematic notion of ubiquitous “do what you love” advice, and the implications it has on the notion of a personal life at all. 

this is perhaps hypocritical of me, who’s been cultivating different passions for so long & have really specific interests, but i think it’s important. 

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Shy girl, speak up.
Shy girl, I can’t hear you.
Shy girl, stop hiding behind your mother.
Shy girl, you are not four anymore.
Shy girl, aloof.
Shy girl, distant.
Shy girl, doesn’t mean to be either of those things.
Shy girl, beyond an introvert.
Shy girl, shy heart.
Shy girl, you’ll grow out of it.
Shy girl, it’s just a phase.
Shy girl, social anxiety.
Shy girl, panic.
Shy girl, Xanax to cope with it.
Shy girl, declines an invitation to a dinner party.
Shy girl, refuses to go to a funeral.
Shy girl, fingers tremor when she leaves the house.
Shy girl, heart stammers after slamming the door shut.
Shy girl, defined by awkwardness.
Shy girl, can’t even manage small talk.
Shy girl, missed connections.
Shy girl, lacks connections.
Shy girl, like talking to a brick wall.
Shy girl, two ears and no mouth.
Shy girl, dog is man’s best friend.
Shy girl, dog is her only friend.
Shy girl, lives in the wings.
Shy girl, has made a home on the side lines.
Shy girl, loves being alone, hates being lonely.
Shy girl, appreciates anything that doesn’t talk back.
Shy girl, nervous.
Shy girl, big breaths.
Shy girl, scribbles in her diary.
Shy girl, finishes writing the poem.
Shy girl, reads it to herself, quietly.
Shy girl, reads it to others, a little louder.
Shy girl, praise.
Shy girl, learns to introduces herself.
Shy girl, smiles at strangers on the street.
Shy girl, great listener.
Shy girl, writes out the invitations.
Shy girl, forces herself to send them.
Shy girl, hosts the dinner party.
Shy girl, makes a joke.
Shy girl, brilliant punch line.
Shy girl, funny.
Shy girl, first movie date.
Shy girl, holds hands without sweating.
Shy girl, only apologises when she needs to.
Shy girl, holds her own.
Shy girl, head high.
Shy girl, “You’ve really come out of your shell.”
Shy girl, roar.
Shy girl, go get ‘em.
Shy girl, spotlight.
Shy girl, cracks open a party popper.
Shy girl, unleashes confetti.
Shy girl, surprise.
Shy girl, surprise.

sketch-elf:

A muggle-born’s sibling sends them a howler in the middle of the school year and it arrives while they eat. When they open it, all it does is simply scream “WHAT TEAM?”. Nearly all the muggle-borns shout “WILDCATS!” before returning to their meal, leaving the pure-bloods in total confusion of what the hell they just witnessed.

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aragogs:

xbox420:

jerry accidentally walked into someone elses interview so he backtracked and pulled out his phone and just scrolled through it in the middle of the red carpet

does art imitate life? or does life imitate art?

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masserror:

theatrefetish:

thegirlwithkittyears:

thegirlwithkittyears:

people who wear pants past 7 are not the kind of people i associate with

jesus christ i’m getting hate over this because people are putting the word ‘size’ in there when thats not what i was saying

7:00 P.M.

AS IN THE FUCKING TIME

I thought you meant past age 7 and I was rly confused

"Happy birthday son. Since you’re eight now it’s time you learn about kilts.”

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Oh rascal children of Gaza. You who constantly disturbed me with your screams under my window. You who filled every morning with rush and chaos. You who broke my vase and stole the lonely flower on my balcony. Come back, and scream as you want and break all the vases. Steal all the flowers. Come back..Just come back..