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This one time I painted a living room with a girl.
This was a handful of years back. It was about eight months before the huge, flame-out of a breakup. That day, though? That day we painted the living room? It was pretty uneventful. We painted my parents living room for $50 between us and a pizza. That was it. I think we watched Anchorman or something after that.
But it still holds as on of the most indelible memories I have. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not still in love, it happened, it was good, it ended, and we’ve both moved on. But I’ll never forget that day. Because it’s never, in the long run, about the grand gestures. You can fly across the world and show up on her doorstep with a rose in your teeth and a ring in a little velvet box but I can guarantee you that - more often than not - she’s going to remember the time you built the birdhouse in the back yard, or what have you, a whole lot more.
Life wasn’t meant to be taken in large movements. The next day will inevitably arrive, you’ll sleep, and the moment will have passed. But when you have a hundred thousand small moments, you can step back and appreciate the picture a lot more than metaphorically blowing your load on some grand moment that, in all honesty, look, you’re not Bruce Fucking Springsteen, you’re not going to be able to blow everyone’s mind every single night. You’re not Romeo and/or Juliet. There’s no reason to drink the poison together in some flame-out gesture. So that leaves us with the small stuff. It’s all about the detail.
That’s what love is. Attention to detail.
And the moment will end. And then things will get boring. And it might get a little quiet. And it might all end horribly. And you might hate eachother at the end. And you might walk away from eachother one day and never speak again. But that’s just how it goes.
But she’ll remember the time you held the door open for her on your first date.
She’ll remember the time you laughed at her impression of the landlady.
She’ll remember the time you stayed up all night that first time.
She’ll remember the small things a lot longer than the big ones.But everything ends. And I’ll tell you why you have to make the small things, the small moments count so much more:
One day, probably a while longer from now, when old age takes ahold of someone, she might just only remember your smile. Everything you ever did together, every second, every moment, every beat, every morning spent in bed, every evening spent together on the sofa, all of that - gone. Everything you ever did will be reduced to the head of a pin. She won’t remember your name. She’ll just remember your smile, and she’ll smile. She won’t know why. It’s a base, gut reaction. But she’ll smile, uncontrollably, and it will come from somewhere so deep as to know that you touched her on a primal, honest, and true level that no scientist, scholar, or savant could ever begin to explain. There is no more. There is nothing else. There is just this: She’ll remember your smile, and she’ll smile.
And you know what? That’s all that really matters in the end.
this is truly sensational
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hey guys, hope your skin is clear and you get a text from someone you like real soon.
also that your lunch tastes good, you find twenty dollars on the ground, and that thing coming up that you were dreading turns out not so bad
Passing this good karma
I reblogged this 3 days ago and my skin got clear and I got a message from a guy who refers to me as queen yesterday. Good karma vibes all around.
ARE U FUCKING KIDDING ME I REBLOGGED THIS YESTERDAY AND MY SKIN IS CLEAR AS F NOW
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pour your soul out when you write. fill every sentence with the tears you’ve shed and the blood you’ve bled.
fall in love with the wrong person entirely. give them everything then watch them walk away. fall in love with the person you have become.
jump off a bridge with only a thin piece of elastic linking you to life. watch your life flash before your eyes. comtemplate how beautiful it has been.
spend hours alone staring at a lake, observing everything you can see. fly away in your mind.
create a new world with everything you love. hopefully you would be a part of that world.
annotate every book you read. pour your soul into every piece of text, place a piece of your soul into everything you touch.
then leave.
give everything away, give away every piece of your soul until you have nothing left to give.
leave with nothing but a notebook and a picture of your mother.
fill it up with your darkest secrets, then burn it.
watch as the words haunt you even after you have destroyed them.
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hey pals!! a lot of you might be going on trips or are travelling (even to someplace close-by) + have asked me what to keep in a travel journal, so here is a masterpost to help you out:
what to include in your travel journal (especially if you’re making one yourself)
- travel plan (where you’re going + on what days etc)
- travel quotes
- your drawings/sketches of things you see
- some of your creations (eg: poems etc)
- daily entries
- things you want to take with you
- ticket stubs from places you’ve been
- your feelings at certain moments
- contact numbers of people with you
- pressed flowers
- attractions
- places where to dine
- cultural activities you might be interested in
- photos (especially polaroids if you have a polaroid camera!)
- information about places you’ll be visiting
- countries you’ve been to
- places you want to see
- write about people you meet
- make reviews for places you’ve been in
- maps
- music that reminds you of the place/music to listen to
- postcards
- vocabulary of the country you’re going to
- common phrases of the country you’re going to
- important information (hotels, taxis etc!)
- list things you’ve bought or receipts
- travel expenses
- different time zones + time differences
- business cards
- brochures
- food labels/tea bag labels
- + more prompts
inspiration
- travel journal ideas
- my travel journal
- my attempt at flower pressing
- unique travel journals
- travel journals that will make you put down your smartphones
- travel journals on etsy!
++ my masterposts
- notes, studying, and self-study resources
- self-study resources
- supplies
- igcse resources
- literature masterpost
- organisation
- aesthetically pleasing notes
- annotating
- studying a foreign language
- really great apps
- math
- college + uni
- motivation
- biology
- space!!!!
- chemistry
- physics
- summary writing
- the discursive/argumentative essay
- the narrative essay + the descriptive essay
- the ultimate english masterpost!!
- stress relief
- what i’ve learnt throughout my years of being a student
- how to stay productive during holidays
- bullet journals
- melodic studying
- philosophy
- stay sated whilst you’re motivated
- shakespeare
- summer productivity
- starting a studyblr
- + more
hope this helps you all out! i also have a study instagram you can follow if you want to see updates from me and my travel journal this summer. please tag me if you decide to upload any travel journal photos on tumblr/instagram etc! until next time 🛩
- helena xx
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- travel plan (where you’re going + on what days etc)
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“Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university? You aren’t legally required to have a degree, it’s a social pressure and expectation, not the law, and no one is holding a gun to your head. You can sell your house, you can give up your apartment, you can even sell your vehicle, and your things that are mostly unnecessary. You can see the world on a minimum wage salary, despite the persisting myth, you do not need a high paying job. You can leave your friends (if they’re true friends they’ll forgive you, and you’ll still be friends) and make new ones on the road. You can leave your family. You can depart from your hometown, your country, your culture, and everything you know. You can sacrifice. You can give up your $5.00 a cup morning coffee, you can give up air conditioning, frequent consumption of new products. You can give up eating out at restaurants and prepare affordable meals at home, and eat the leftovers too, instead of throwing them away. You can give up cable TV, Internet even. This list is endless. You can sacrifice climbing up in the hierarchy of careers. You can buck tradition and others’ expectations of you. You can triumph over your fears, by conquering your mind. You can take risks. And most of all, you can travel. You just don’t want it enough. You want a degree or a well-paying job or to stay in your comfort zone more. This is fine, if it’s what your heart desires most, but please don’t envy me and tell me you can’t travel. You’re not in a famine, in a desert, in a third world country, with five malnourished children to feed. You probably live in a first world country. You have a roof over your head, and food on your plate. You probably own luxuries like a cellphone and a computer. You can afford the $3.00 a night guest houses of India, the $0.10 fresh baked breakfasts of Morocco, because if you can afford to live in a first world country, you can certainly afford to travel in third world countries, you can probably even afford to travel in a first world country. So please say to me, “I want to travel, but other things are more important to me and I’m putting them first”, not, “I’m dying to travel, but I can’t”, because I have yet to have someone say they can’t, who truly can’t. You can, however, only live once, and for me, the enrichment of the soul that comes from seeing the world is worth more than a degree that could bring me in a bigger paycheck, or material wealth, or pleasing society. Of course, you must choose for yourself, follow your heart’s truest desires, but know that you can travel, you’re only making excuses for why you can’t. And if it makes any difference, I have never met anyone who has quit their job, left school, given up their life at home, to see the world, and regretted it. None. Only people who have grown old and regretted never traveling, who have regretted focusing too much on money and superficial success, who have realized too late that there is so much more to living than this.” — Did You Know (via thisnostalgicheart)(via timid)
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3.29.16+1:45pm // 26/100 days of productivity // the very kind @men-bong asked if i could post more doodle ideas, so here’s another doodle reference sheet! looks a lot like the first one but trust me; it’s very different! also, it’s a little dreary today. i feel like staying in and snuggling up with just the fairy lights on.
song of the day: “winter” - mree
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Hello everyone! I decided to make my own calendar, so I thought I’d share it with you! Here’s June, I’ll post the rest every month :)
You’ll find:
- a calendar grid
- a motivational quote
- a space where you can write a “to do list”
- some fruit you can eat this month
Download links:
Enjoy! I hope you like it :)
w o a h
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Anxiety attacks aren’t always hyperventilating and rocking back and forth
Anxiety attacks can take different forms, such as:
- Unpredictable bouts of rage or irritability
- Nit-pickiness (obsessive behavior, which may be a part of OCD), and even a hypersensitivity to disarray, chaos, or any sort of change
- Fast-talking, stuttering, stumbling over words
- Not talking at all
- Sitting rigid, staring into space, almost seeming “zoned out”
Understanding the way our or other’s anxiety works can help to decrease the stigma and help to calm a person faster and get them out of that state. These are just a few, but it gives an idea of the range in which attacks can come.
please, take note of this PSA. I tend to blubber when I get an attack initially and I really wished people knew of it earlier because by the time its a full blown spasm, it’s really hard to get in touch with reality
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- Unpredictable bouts of rage or irritability
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I had this girl in my class and she was considered to be like really dumb. She’d ask a ton of doubts and questions in class, which everybody would consider to be “stupid"and “silly” and even the teachers would often taunt her but she’d never stop asking. But the thing was that she’d almost always top the class examinations and everyone was like???? They all thought she was cheating and stuff and obviously even the teachers were very biased because she wasn’t so ‘smart’ in class, and she was regularly accused of cheating. But nobody could prove that she was actually cheating but the whole class and teachers totally believed that she did. I’m pretty socially awkward so I never really talked to her, but she was leaving school this year and I was genuinely curious about how she was so good during exams and how she didn’t let everyone’s remarks affect her. She always used to sit and hang out with only one girl, and she told me that that friend of hers was severely socially anxious and she’d lag in studies because she couldn’t bring herself to ask doubts in class or ask for help from others. So they had this system where during lectures her friend would write down any question she had, and she would ask them for her. And I was just so touched??? Idk but it really changed the way I looked at people?? This girl endured taunts and jeers and borderline bullying for being “stupid” when she was actually really smart and could easily have refused to ask such doubts for her friend but she did?? And brushed off everything others would throw at her for her friend?? I was just, idk it just really changed me in some way.
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“In a relationship, you need somebody who’s going to call you out, not somebody who’s going to let everything slide. You need somebody who doesn’t want to live without you, but can. Not somebody that is dependent, but somebody who is stronger with you. A relationship is two people, not one”
