“It Was An Act Of Self-preservation — However Misguided It Was”.

Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student

what if you wore a shirt that featured a picture of you trying to claw your way out of the shirt with a horrid desperate expression and the text "THAT'S NOT ME THAT'S NOT ME I'M TRAPPED IN THE SHIRT"

The best way to contact me is to meet me in my dreams at 3am

huuuuge fan of little phrases you can add to the end of your sentences just for fun. "if you even care" and "btw" and "I fear" have done sooo much for my vocabulary. if you even care

“Because in February the days were really getting longer and you could see it, if you really looked. You could see how at the end of each day the world seemed cracked open and the extra light made its way across the stark trees, and promised. It promised, that light, and what a thing that was.”

— Elizabeth Strout, Olive, Again

Tumblr is such a weird place like some person would write the most hyper specific thing about something and thousands of random people would end up connecting to it

Rian Phin

White Nights, Fyodor Dostoevsky

favourite thing in the world is when the pages of a book go all soft and yellowy and the edges are slightly fuzzy and rounded. these books couldn’t give you a papercut if you tried they’ve been loved too much. they love you too much.