You’re Going To Love Again, Find A Job Again, Create Art Again, Do What You Love Again, Feel Powerful

next time you stand in a public place think about the fact that everyone around you have sobbed until they felt they would break at least once in their life, every single one has been nervous, scared. they’ve all felt small once, insecure too. they’ve all felt so alone they thought their chest would cave in on itself, wishing someone would see them and hug them. they’ve laughed until their stomach cramped too, they’ve all seen or felt a sunset, they’ve all loved something or someone, they all want to be loved too. everyone else is a lot more human than we tend to give them credit for

They cut down my favourite tree, the tree of my childhood. Lichen grew on its trunk and squirrels climbed its branches. And they ask girls why we’re angry, so full of rage, dormant volcanoes. The tree was my childhood and its branches my god, the tree was my childhood and its roots my tether, its leaves my dreams. The tree was my childhood and they cut it down. They ask me why I’m angry and I ask them to regrow my tree, give me back my girlhood.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

when u read a book that hits so different before bed and then turn off ur light n stare into space going ??how??? will??? i go on??? with?? my life??

the person reblogging this from you is rooting for you to have a happy, healthy, and successfull 2022

Once, when I was laying in bed subconsciously addicted to misery, I looked outside, saw the sun, and realized I had other options

another shot of my desk at sunset + the view

i miss the shadows and light so much 😩 i still can’t believe i got the chance to live in this apartment last year, it worked itself out so well it felt fated

students emailing teachers vs teachers responding.

me: oh, mighty professor, bearer of knowledge infinitely superior to mine, I humbly beg thee to answer my lowly cries for help interpreting the sacred texts which I, but a small pupil of your elite occupation, dutifully study at your excellency's demand. pray tell, will you condescend to clarify, when the moment pleases you, to which of my meager mathematical calculations does this elaborate visual diagram apply?

professor: 12 & 13 sry bout thst.

I was so fed up with school because it seemed like my best was not even enough. I gave it my all and I still received bad grades. It’s all good though, tomorrow is a new day and I will try again.

the lesson will repeat itself until you learn from it.