The smartphone really revolutionized the waiting room. Oh I get 20 minutes to look at my phone? Don’t mind if I do. The only problem is sometimes when I’m looking at my phone at home my home starts to feel like a waiting room and I realize it is and I’m just waiting to die
Large group travel: IF WE DONT LEAVE THE HOSTEL BY 10:00 IM LIGHTING MYSELF ON FIRE AHHHHH
Small group travel: guys check out my beer mustache aha :)
Solo travel: I am the wretched refuse of the earth, cursed forever to wander with the mark of Cain blazing on my forehead
Your heart is not a state secret. You are meant to declare allegiances. You are meant to have favourites. Write the letter. Miss the train. Stay up until dawn talking. You should be caught red-handed loving something, someone.
I know I’m inadequate. She knows I’m inadequate. Her friends know I’m inadequate. My friends don’t know anything because I don’t tell them about my life. It’s all progressing. The plan for married at 28, bald at 29, divorced at 30 is on track
seja vc a tóxica pegue um homem e faça um lovebombing e depois comece a ficar estranha se ele perguntar o que está havendo diga que está confusa e que precisa focar no trabalho e que o problema não é ele e sim vc termine com um ghosting depois assuma outro homem no instagram
When someone you love offers a bid for connection, you say yes every time. When someone sends you an article, a video, a funny post, it's a bid for connection. They are trying to connect with you. When someone shares details about their day, their life, their thoughts, or their feelings with you, that is a bid for connection. They want to connect with you on a deeper level. They are trying to pull you into their world. If you love them, you say yes every time. Yes, even if the article they send is not particularly interesting to you. Yes, even if it means listening to them ramble about a game you don't care about and think is stupid. Yes yes yes. And let's hope they always say yes to your bids, too.
Não guardem as coisas, falem que estão com raiva, falem que estão com ciúmes, falem que erraram, falem que estão com saudades, falem que gostam da pessoa, só falem alguma coisa
I deeply relate to when Dostoevsky said: "Half of my problems are that I don't speak much, and the other half of them is that when I do speak, the words don't sound like what I wanted to say."