compass

I'm into ice cream sandwiches and orange dogs and pathobiology.

“I wrote like I could get revenge”

I want to make you move with confidence.

The day you do is the day you die.

On mothers and sunlight.

I set my plants on the windowsil in the sunlight and tell them This is how you grow as if I have authority on their photosynthetic needs. I feel good about declaring their ontological status. You are a plant. I am your mother. You need sunlight to grow.

But what of my ontological status? I am a human, and a  daughter, but my mother does not put me in the sunlight to grow. Her favorite plants are amaryllis’s, which she hides in the basement for the better part of the winter. They’re beautiful when they bloom, but until then she ignores them and indulges in the other pretty things she buys and collects. Her house is filled with antiques, all made more beautiful by their use and history. It’s as if she ignores her own past by surrounding herself with other stories, better stories, prettier stories. 

And so the stories of her daughters, not put in the sunshine to grow, but instead systematically categorized as separate from other realms of her life. As if the whole of her life - daughters, husbands (or almost so) and antiques - couldn’t create one story that is beautiful enough, and so we separate them and pretend they are not related or connected at all. And when company comes over we don’t put the growing plants or amaryllis bulbs in the center of the dining room table. There would be too much light to make them grow there anyways. 

(Source: heraesthetic, via elenamjacobs)

Things That Should Be Abolished on Campus

mysymmetry:

  • Crinkly wrappers of any sort
  • Click-y mouses
  • Loud typers
  • Key janglers (mostly tall balding men with ponytails)
  • People who drag their feet while wearing Uggs
  • Uggs
  • Psychology majors making asses of themselves in Philosophy classes
  • People who intentionally don’t turn the lights on in their office
  • Starbucks

Today

Oh yes. 

Trying to pick up the pace
Trying to make it so I never see your face again
Trying to throw this away
Want to make sure that you never waste my time again.

Please just let me go now,
Please just let me go.

Re: No new friends that are also my ex-boyfriends.

hellanne:

by Grace Ann Leadbeater
Shit I am obsessed with the sky.

Shit I am obsessed with the sky.

worn-in-perfection:

fuckyouverymuch:

We are waiting for you. 

We are waiting for you. 

worn-in-perfection:

fuckyouverymuch:

We are waiting for you. 

We are waiting for you. 

hautebasics:

ph. Benjamin Mallek

hautebasics:

ph. Benjamin Mallek

(via a-collect)

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It’s a dangerous tendency, to only know yourself in the context of someone else.