We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them.
—Anaïs Nin (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
The realest dedication I’ll probably ever write. Stay tuned. #thewhitemajoritymademedoit #alleyesonsheets #ruglife #navk
I learned yesterday that when you see a bee on the ground that isn’t moving, it’s not necessarily dead, it’s probably just dead tired from carrying lots of pollen and needs re-energising. So if you mix a tiny bit of water with some sugar and let it drink it will give it the boost it needs to continue on its way. Bizarrely, this exact thing happened today! I found a knackered bee, mixed up some sugar water, gave it a drink and watched it guzzle and guzzle then suddenly come back to life. It was amazing! Thank you patrick, it was an excellent tip that i’ll never forget and will continue to pass on to others!
I’m homesick all the time … I just don’t know where home is. There’s this promise of happiness out there. I know it. I even feel it sometimes. But it’s like chasing the moon - just when I think I have it, it disappears into the horizon.
—Sarah Addison (via murmurrs)
You are allowed to feel messed up and inside out. It doesn’t mean you’re defective - it just means you’re human.
—Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell (via escalatorspirit)