There’s Something Super Sinister About A Sunday Afternoon

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

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.

seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

i am so easily impressed by trees

“It was an act of self-preservation — however misguided it was”.

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“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

no one will come to save you but some will offer you their hand to hold when life gets tough and those are the ppl that matter