I Have Nothing To Do So I Might Just Try Learning Something New. Ive Been Thinking About Morse Code For

im so thankful for bread and what its done for us as a society. u can put so many things on it. u can toast it. u can dip it in soup. where would we be without you bread. in a bad fucking place let me tell you

god .. imagine someone saying that time is made of you … fictional men written by women i will marry you

No it's not escapism it's just that every night I stay up reading until I can't keep my eyes open anymore so that I don't get the time to overthink about reality.

people have these aesthetic book shelves, library and shit meanwhile here i am downloading my 789th illegal pdf/epub.

i am a big believer in letting music (and other media) come to you when you're ready for it. you may only know vaguely of an acclaimed beloved artist and suspect that you'd be into them but just... not ever get around to it. and then in 15 years one of their songs just hits you the right way and what a gift to suddenly have all of their works to explore! there is no hurry; what is good is always good.

please respect people who are mentally ill and disabled who cannot work. please respect people who look like they’re just relaxing all day when really they’re waging an internal war just to stay alive or fight their pain. please respect people who could not finish school, people who had big plans and could not see them through because of disability. people who look from the outside like they’ve “given up” or “aren’t doing anything.” people who are hospitalized repeatedly or permanently, and people who are grown adults who are still dependent on others. please respect disabled and mentally ill people. 

this is not a polite suggestion, by the way. it’s an angry demand. we are people, and we deserve the same respect as anyone else.

“She closes her eyes. He probably won’t come back, she thinks. Or he will, differently. What they have now they can never have back again. But for her the pain of loneliness will be nothing to the pain that she used to feel, of being unworthy. He brought her goodness like a gift and now it belongs to her. Meanwhile his life opens out before him in all directions at once. They’ve done a lot of good for each other. Really, she thinks, really. People can really change one another. You should go, she says. I’ll always be here. You know that.”

— Sally Rooney, Normal People

me @ me: no offence but literally what the fuck are you doing

esse ano vou voltar a estudar pro vestibular, no caso o enem, e por mais que eu queira largar tudo e chorar, vou tentar atualizar meu progresso aqui pra não perder a motivação e consequentemente abalar a minha disciplina (que já é abalada).

this year i'm going to be taking the exams to apply for universities again (here in brazil) and even though i want to give up everything and cry, i'm gonna try to update my progress here so i don't lose my motivation and consequently my discipline (which is already pretty doubtful and damaged)