Today I saw a girl from my balcony. There was a little creature on the pavement. I don't know what it was, maybe a frog or a lizard. She stopped, watched the creature for five minutes or more, until it disappeared in the safety of grass. I like girls so much.
“You will not always be the smartest person in the room, and you will not always be the strongest or the funniest or the most talented. But you can always be brave and you can always be kind, and these are the things you should be every minute of every day for the rest of your life. Because yes, those other things, they’re great things. But these things are better.”
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"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass...It's about learning to dance in the rain."
- Vivian Greene
It currently rains so much in my country. Clouds do apparently think that it's quite a while from the last major floods and we need more water in our gardens and cellars and... hospitals... and schools... and retirement homes. Like what... Ok. Ok.
Marianne Oakes has shared an amazing collection of transgender love stories over at GenderGP.
Here are a few of them.
Marianne wrote:
The myth that trans people struggle to find love is damaging to our future generations, if trans youth or worse still, their parents believe this, then the impact can be loss of hope. My experience is pretty much like all the lovely comments here, let’s stop the myth, xx
More here!
Bring them back! Bring back the loose, low cut shirts!
You see this outfit?
The loose, low cut shirt? Yeah, could you not wear that anymore?
Some of us can’t handle it
Tom: *wants to play Spider-Man in the reboot of the reboot and wants to be in a movie with Jake Gyllenhaal*
Tom: *gets cast as Spider-Man and gets Jake Gyllenhaal to be in his movie*
Me: *wants to pass all of her exams and get enough sleep for once*
Me: *fails horribly as she types this at 1am*
1/5/2021
Czech spring, weekend in the countryside, the smell of home, animal friends, flowers in bloom, sunny days and cloudy evenings, open library and nice people.
photos are mine
“I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. Basically it is nothing other than this fear we have so often talked about, but fear spread to everything, fear of the greatest as of the smallest, fear, paralyzing fear of pronouncing a word, although this fear may not only be fear but also a longing for something greater than all that is fearful.” - Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
Believe? It's a fact.
I believe
With academic writing... you never know. Did I just wrote the greatest essay of the century? is it a complete bag of poop? did I answer the questions or was I writing about my uncle's toenails for three days straight? You will never know... and so won't I. Because I am caffeinated, I ate too much chocolate and the screen is burned into my brain now. I can see the Time. Magical.
For all people judging Jake and his girlfriend: GET A LIFE! Let him live his life.
If you hate Jake and his girlfriend unfollow me now.
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