Types Of People

“He was like a painting you wanted to burn so you could finally stop staring at it.”

— Krampuslauf, Holly Black | My True Love Gave to Me

What “chivalry” should be: “I want to do this good thing for someone else because altruism is awesome.”

What “chivalry” should not be: “I’m gonna do this ‘nice thing’ for a woman because she is a woman, but if she doesn’t respond in a manner which I deem appropriate I’m gonna call her an ‘ungrateful b****’ because I’m a petulant child who doesn’t understand historical gender dynamics.”

i honestly can't wait for our generation's turn to be the ones in charge like

give me a judge who doesn't even think twice about convicting a rapist,

give me presidents all over the world who'll give immigrants and the lgbt community the rights they deserve,

give me teachers who understand how learning really works and how pressure never helped anyone,

give me parents who think that depression or any other mental disorder is just 'a phase',

give me men and women and transgender generals who believe that everyone is equally strong and brave no matter their gender

Im just really excited at how our generation of idealistic dreamers and just open minded humans who love each other is gonna change the world ❤

types of note takers

a: spend more time picking which pen and washi tape to use than actually taking notes. their notebook is a giant rainbow explosion.

b: simple. one pen, one notebook, maybe a highlighter if they’re feeling fancy.

c: takes notes on their laptop. organized, minimalist, timely. they have two windows open at all times: homework and tumblr.

d: doesn’t take many notes because they zone out for half of each class and is on their phone for the rest.

e: audio records the classes as well as taking notes by hand. later re-writes notes and types them *just in case* they lose their notebook. they never do.

f: never actually shows up to class, and if they do, they somehow forgot to bring a pen and paper.

g: you never see them taking any notes, instead they are always eating chipotle or mcdonalds in class. yet somehow they have the highest grade in the class.

“ I know what you’re thinking. “Oh, no. Thor’s in a cage. How did this happen?” Well, sometimes you have to get captured just to get a straight answer out of something. It’s a long story. Basically, I’m a bit of a hero. See, I’ve spent some time on Earth… for the record, I saved the planet a couple of times. Then I went searching through the cosmos for a couple of magic colorful Infinity Stone things… but didn’t find any. That’s when I came across a path of death, and destruction. Which led me all the way here to this cage… where I met you! ”              - Thor Ragnarok (2017) Dir. Taika Waititi

types of people - flowers

lilacs: freshly fallen snow, slow kisses, old perfume bottles, silky hair, late mornings, the sea, meaningful looks, always buying new books, high heels, embroidery, the ‘maybe in another life’ kind of love.

hydrangeas: blueberry ice creams, sparkly nail polish, staring at the moon, doodling, jeans jackets, enjoying your own company, silver rings, long walks in the park, flavored cigarettes.

tulips: scented candles, lazy afternoons, lying in bed, chipped nail polish, loud laughs, meeting somebody for the first time, knotted headphones, golden highlighter, staring at the clouds.

lilies: cobbled roads, midnight snacks, beat up converse, hanging out with your friends, matte eyeshadows, trying to help as many people as you can, freshly picked apples, colorful patches.

forget-me-nots: bell bottom pants, pastels, abandoned beaches, headbands, cheek kisses, jeweled earrings, soft skin, the sound of rain, suede boots, old diaries, holding hands with someone you love.

hyacinths: dusty books, sunlight, dancing in your room, new stationary, long showers, ankle cuff jeans, trying new things,90’s music, loose curls, gold necklaces, staying up far too late.

A concept

Brian wanting to paint something awesome for noah and asking jude for help because let’s be honest the boy can’t even draw a straight line. And Jude gets so excited !!!! She gathers pamphlets and art books and tries to teach him a billion techniques he can’t even begin to comprehend and he’s just! so! lost! He spends a week working on 5 different sketches and “ohmygod jude they’re terrible, i’m terrible, i don’t know how you two do it, i should have sticked to sports. Do you think he’d like a signed ball??? Or maybe a telescope??” Oscar just laughs because god damn of course picasso would fall in love with a guy who can’t tell the difference between the color yellow and the color mustard. In the end, he ends up giving Noah a simple pencil drawing of him and noah star gazing with smudges all over bc he’s left handed and the struggle is real. he writes a tiny ‘i love you’ in the corner of the paper with a smiley face bc he’s a fucking dork like that and he’s so embarrased when he gives it to Noah like srsly he can’t even look at him. But even though it’s kinda terrible and it looks like it was done by a 9-year-old in sweetwine standards, Noah absolutely loves it. And late at night he stares at it and tries to hold back tears because jesus he has spent so much of his time drawing and painting the world and the people around him and no one besides his sister had ever taken the time to draw something JUST FOR HIM. and of course he spends the rest of the week grinning ,feeling like he’s walking on clouds and god he’s honestly considering having it framed????? and he’s so so glad he isn’t a horse because he loves that rock-collecting baseball-playing boy so damn much and he doesn’t know where he would be without him.

Go get it girls! 😊

types of people

moon - candid photos. listening to songs under a blanket. scented candles. the glow of city lights past midnight. picking a wildflower for yourself.

flower - blushing from smiling too much. a bouquet of roses from a lover. a wish on a fallen eyelash. love letters. giving your whole heart to someone. birds singing in the morning.

song - blowing a kiss to the stars. potted plants and stacks of filled notebooks. old magazines. walking down a street in paris. sketching a stranger on the train. silhouettes at 5pm.

sunset - messy scribbles on polaroids. memories tinted with gold. 80s music. a road trip with your best friends. cold soda in the dappled shade. a shell from a beach five summers ago.

cloud - a million daydreams. the comforting scent of old books. fresh sheets after a bath. fairy lights and fluffy cushions. cookies and milk. laughing with someone and being unable to stop.

mist - watching a small raindrop roll down the window. putting on earphones in a bus. staring at the ceiling and thinking about nothing. music from a time you’d rather forget.

Always Keep Fighting -Jared Padalecki *I tried.