the theme that always resonates me the most in stories is “the world is cruel; therefore I won’t be.”

I have so many thoughts on the the pandemic and subsequent recent events, but as I am torn between anger and worry and exhaustion and disorientation all at once, I cannot articulate them as they deserve. I am scheduled to give a (zoom) lecture on current events in medicine this month. I will likely just stand there and scream through the mask I am now required to wear at all times. Sorry, but that is the best I can do.

“Dear George, Remember no man is a failure who has friends. Thanks for the wings! Love, Clarence.” - It’s a Wonderful Life… This year has been challenging in so many ways, and though we may not be celebrating Christmas and the holidays how we wanted to or with everyone we love, we have not failed. Perhaps more than ever we have learned the value of family, love, friendship, and community and I for one am beyond grateful for the people in my life that helped get me through this year. Christmas is so much more than the gatherings or the festivities or the gifts- it about the the love we have for each other and that was/is shown to us everyday and remembering through it all, it is a wonderful life indeed… Merry Christmas everyone 💜🎄! https://www.instagram.com/p/CJMg4XjhGkzaWfwYgcaCBNR_vhXF37Z9uGQmrY0/?igshid=f78119orukk9

Are we allowed to talk about the fact that you are going to turn 30?

“And if ever you feel like falling out of love, don’t you worry my dear. For I love you that much that it will suffice for the both of us until love has found its way to your heart again.”

— theunhealedwounds

“Falling in love with you feels familiar- dog eared corners of my favorite books and the songs I know by heart because they’ll always be in my top played. Worn out patches on the jeans I haven’t taken off since the day you first kissed me. Falling in love with you feels the way a good cup of coffee warms up your body-slowly, then all at once. You feel like coming home and collapsing into bed at the end of a long day, calm rainy evenings with an old classic movie I know all the lines to. Falling in love with you feels easy. It feels simple. And it feels like home.”

— unspoken-ramblings, Deja Vu- I think I’ve been here before

Such grace 😍

Says she’d fuck the hell out of me 😂😭😍

kink confess: katya believing in herself and trusting her ideas.

Reblog if your soulmate is fictional….

I know I’m not alone

~ Endless places to go, all on a single shelf. ~

“And books are deeply personal things. Wept over, treasured, passed along. Not external objects, their function is to become internal. Sometimes the fit needs adjusting, that is another thing that the literary critic can provide.”

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Copper Nickel | The Self-Hating Book Critic

Jessa Crispin writes on being a self-hating book critic–and why that might not be such a bad thing.

(via catapultstory)

“I sincerely hope that you – you with that big, tender heart of yours, with always kind words to speak – has been kind to yourself today. You are immeasurably precious, and please, don’t you ever forget.”

— neurims (via wnq-writers)

i mostly need sleep right after i wake up