FUCK THIS!!! im a humanities/arts person!!! FUCK MATH!!! what the fuck is even calculus!!! what r u calculating!!!! fuck off!!!

six of crows: no mourners no funerals crooked kingdom: five mourners one funeral

say those three words to me and im yours

“30 million kruge”

*slams book shut*

“When I open this again I’d better not read what I thought I just did”

i’ve been thinking about all those posts about “we need female heroes who do girly things”/”why is the female hero always such a tomboy” and then the response posts that are like “uhhh actually we don’t really have any really masculine female heroes either” so i was trying to figure it out—what do we have, exactly?

and really what we get is women who eschew “girly” things while still managing to look like society’s ideal woman. they would never touch eyeliner (they’re too busy with Important Things), but their eyeliner is immaculate. they have a huge, varied wardrobe, but wouldn’t be caught dead actually shopping for clothes. and it reminds me of the expectation that women must be effortlessly beautiful. don’t wear makeup or you’ll seem self-absorbed—but god forbid you look like you’re not wearing makeup. it’s interesting to me, that the impossibilities imposed on female characters are the same ones imposed on real women.

hey you look really cute today

april fools you look cute everyday keep it up 

this is going to sound like such a Tumblr Story but I swear it’s happening as i type but like. outside my dorm window these guys were playing catch and they asked their friend to join him and i heard something muttered and then the other guy was like “you’re in college and you don’t know how to throw a football?” and like up in my room i was grimacing bc here come the Gay Sissy jokes obviously but instead - the kid goes “that’s okay! we’ll teach you.” and for the last hour they’ve been teaching him how to play like i’ve been listening and i guess you want to catch with your fingertips and use your elbows and bend your knees and think about your wrists and they’re …? actually being so kind and saying like ? some of the most constructive criticism i’ve ever heard surrounded by things like “oh! great job on that catch” “sweet throw! now you’re getting it!” and … my heart has never been so warm

i just wish this world like told boys… it’s okay to be like this. it’s okay to be supportive and friendly and frankly nurturing to other boys. i wish boys were allowed to be gentle and sweet and kind. boys….. be good, upturn the patriarchal standards and homophobia entrenched in this culture…. go teach a guy how to throw a ball. 

friendly reminder that Beauxbatons wasn’t an all girls school meaning Fleur was also a bigger badass than all the boys at her school 

 #*sideyes the movies for making it seem like the only way there could be a girl champion is if there wasn’t any boys at her school* (@lvmosolem)

Your happiest moment is still yet to come.

talents: feeling like shit

read interesting books. listen to beautiful lyrics and melodies. write your own stories. go to concerts, parks and museums. study hard. take care of yourself. stay hydrated. learn to appreciate the little things. travel. learn a language. remind your friends that you’re there for them. be kind, and feel.

if english isn’t your first language but you think and dream in english and sometimes have to mentally translate from english to your first language when speaking it as a consequence of your consistent exposure to the internet clap your hands

“One’s thought patterns become different, he said, when forced into the confines of a rigid and unfamiliar tongue. Certain common ideas become inexpressible; other, previously undreamt-of ones spring to life, finding miraculous new articulation.”

The Secret History, Donna Tartt

im scared to talk to 100% of my mutuals for fear of rejection and also lack of ability to hold a conversation so if we;ve ever talked and i leave ya hangin kno its cause!! im shy!!!!!! n if we havent kNOW THAT I WANT TO IM JUST!!!!!! S H Y !!!!!!!!!!

me: *opens messages* guess i’ll reply later narrator: she didnt