Enough, Kanchan.

being single on valentines day is hard but also being friendless is a fucking stab in the heart

“I do not write every day, I read every day, think every day, work in the garden every day, and recognize in nature the same slow complicity. The same inevitability. The moment will arrive, always it does, it can be predicted but it cannot be demanded. I do not think of this as inspiration. I think of it as readiness.”

— Jeanette Winterson, from Art Objects (1995)

in this essay i won’t

my boss just called me and we had a nice chat under albeit bad internet circumstances. the problem is that she - reasonably - expects me to be in my flat in south germany doing home office. this is because she does not know that 24 hours ago, i - unreasonably - on a whim picked up my backpack and my work computer boarded the first train north and am by now on a ferry halfway to sweden. how do i bring this up without getting fired. what the fuck will i do once i reach sweden. i haven't slept in a day

inferiority complex so high that feeling like "i'm not that bad" is my god complex

tomboyism is so funny to me. gender non-conformity for girls is acceptable for like two minutes between the ages of 8 and 10. beyond that it’s appalling and you’re a freak but for those two years…… they could’ve had it all

james “you know how to ball” potter and lily “I know aristotle” evans

is another book too much to ask for at this point