Bodies aren’t meant to stay the same. We are supposed to grow and change. We shouldn’t be making people in their 30’s, 40’s, 50’s, etc feel like they need to strive for the bodies they had in their teens and 20’s. Or making people feel like they “need to get their bodies back” after they have had children. These mindsets aren’t healthy and change is inevitable.
life is not success. life is not grades or achievements. life is refreshing naps, drinking your favourite drink, movie night, hugging your best friend, laying on grass, funny videos, seeing your plant bloom, the days getting longer, candles, finding a piece of clothing that’s just so you, complimenting people, personal handshakes, that one song, cleansing showers, smelling flowers, cute book or coffee shops, cute prints, finishing a notebook. this is truly what life is. the smallest things.
i hate all the people who go like “ohh van gogh is overrated” or “you just like van gogh cause it’s popular”. yeah? so what? can’t i like stuff that a lot of people like? can’t you admit that dude is an amazing painter and deserves every single fucking ounce of recognition? shut up, please. i’m falling in love with the starry night all over again wheter you find that good or not, bitch
author aesthetics // George Bacovia (1881-1957) - The Poet of Grayness
Bacovia has uniquely created a world - strangely coloured, damp, bitter, yet for all his melancholy, sanely and toughly observed - and a voice which is memorable and true. - Peter Jay
Bacovia is full of sorrows, full of sadness, but, at the same time he has a special sensitivity. Bacovia is like a North Sea landscape: gray, harsh, but nostalgic and full of revelations.
a big part of being happy is being excited. be excited for everything - making a cup of tea, decorating your future apartment, seeing a friend again, falling in love unexpectedly, the next episode of a show you like, finishing something stressful, buying something you’ve been saving up for, a new album, sunsets, traveling, road trips, and the feeling of going to bed after a long day. think of something to be excited about and daydream about it often when you’re sad.
i can not and i mean i can not stress this enough… make a bibliography as you do your research. i mean, make a fully formed, correctly cited bibliography as you work. just do it. i know i know you’re being lazy or you hate making citations or you’ll just get to it later or you don’t want to get distracted etc etc etc
whatever your reasons just make the fuckin bibliography
and while im at it… put the footnotes in properly as you are writing. just… do it. for future you. please. for your sanity. do it.
