cribblingdebression:

kittyinhighheels:

infiniteragequit:

sothisistherapy:

ericfvckingharris:

Growing up in an abusive household is a fucking trip dude……If you’ve never had someone angrily wash a dish at you or fold a sock in your direction then how are you gonna understand why I get nervous when you quietly do the laundry, or why I ask “are you mad at me?” when you set the bag of groceries down too hard? It’s a totally different way of living and it impacts you long after you’ve left the situation.

This is so important.

Abused kids speak a language you can’t learn

I’ll never forget the people who threw a fit about this post because they didn’t understand the anxiety when someone just seems angry while in your proximity

I can’t remember a lot of my childhood, but I know somethin was fucky because I can tell if someone is upset by the tone of their sniff.

(Source: satanhaus)

aplaceforyoutoheal:

To do list
- explore my entire being
- accept my entire being
- respect my entire being
- support my entire being
- love my entire being

a-random-fandom-friend:

epicene-street-light:

wholesome student life things that we should collectively start romancizing

• waking up and being genuinely thrilled to go to class because today is THAT CLASS you love so much you’d like it to never end
• coffee breaks with friends, chatting and joking about this particularly hard essay and the prof’s mannerism
• coffee breaks on your own, as you absent-mindedly watch the people around you, while thinking about what you’re working on
• finding this book you’ve been dying to read for so long, and borrowing it from the library
• the feeling of excitement that goes through you whenever you remember The Book is in your backpack
• understanding everything during demanding classes and being genuinely interested in the subject
• buying a New Special Pen and taking colorful notes that look super pretty
• not being able to shut up about your school projects (no your friends dont really care about the intricate details of what you’re working on, they don’t even have the same major as you, but they’re happy to hear you rant with such a burning passion)
• actually doing the extra reading and having your curiosity so piqued by what you’re reading that you go on and on and suddenly its 1am and what happened
• printing the project you’ve spent so much time and energy on and feeling the paper’s warmth
• actually submitting that project without feeling awful about it because you know you did your best and aren’t responsible for what happens next
• when you finally finish this Super Hard And Important Essay at like 3am, open the window and feel the cold night air on your burning cheeks and everything is dark and quiet and you can see the moon and you’re at peace with everything for a few minutes
• when this professor you admire says you did a great job and/or that you’re talented!!!!
• realizing two concepts that seemed so far away from each other and that you discovered in wildly different contexts are actually interlinked, then Realizing™ things and linking concepts/works/articles to each other at the speed of light & being super excited about it
• being so deeply immersed in your work that you didn’t realize two hours have passed
• finding the Perfect Spot at the library
• that Pure Joy moment when you FINALLY understand that super obscure sentence/text
• when you feel anxious because you’re not done with your homework & the deadline is super tight & your friend tells you they aren’t done yet either
• same but with an even more intense relief feeling when you realize you both haven’t even started yet
• when the professor starts a new reasoning and you can predict what the next idea/the final conclusion will be
• when the professor mention your favorite novel/author/fictional character in class and you feel like your internal screech of joy could shatter glass
• the Academic Salt™ that has you like 👀👀
• when the professor tears apart an author or scholar you hate and you’re like YES I WANT BLOOD GIVE ME BLOOD
• when you learn that Cool New Fact that makes you reconsider your whole life
• leaving the library after a long productive day and feeling like nothing is real but experiencing everything more intensely
• leaving the library at night after a long study session and everybody has left already and its just you and the long neon-lit corridors then stepping outside and smelling the crisp night wind

feel free to add your own!!!

• when you learned a thing that interessted you and two days later someone completly unrelated to your work will say “hey i wonder how this works?” and you’re so excited to explain it because you KNOW THAT
• when you’re anxious af for a class and the professor is actually super friendly and you feel confident enough to ask questions
• and suddently thank to this one professor EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE
• understanding that One Difficult Point and suddently you feel like you UNDERSTAND THE FABRIC OF THE UNIVERSE
• sometimes you can feel like you have too much in your bag but then one friend has a problem and they are pleasently surprised when you have Just The Right Thing
• Running half the campus because you’re so excited to see your friend and to eat with them !!!!!!!!

universitylibraries:

non est ad astra mollis e terris via

there is no easy way from the earth to the stars

Daily Latin Phrases

soracities:

who else is in the mood to walk barefoot over the moors in a blood-red velvet ballgown w anguish in ur soul and wet leaves in ur hair while the wind blows moodily and dramatically?

violentwavesofemotion:

“I am full of grief. I am going to lie down and die and be reborn to come back as those roses,”

— Lyn Emanuel, from “Ordinary Objects,” featured in “When She Named Fire: An Anthology of Contemporary Poetry by American Women,”

benepla:

If we truly separated the art from the artist Polanski would be recognized as an ugly child rapist and would be in a French jail. like I seriously have never understood that line of rhetoric in regards to serial abusers who make art. whatever you think of polanskis films is so laughably not the point. the INABILITY to separate the art from the artist makes him a free man today, because we respect purported genius & power over the wellbeing of children.