So humiliating when I go get ice cream with people who order flavors like Earl Gray or Lavender or Lemon and then my greedy ass orders like Chocolate Chipper Double Dipper Brownie Explosion Landslide
This paragraph by Haruki Murakami hits hard:
“Once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
I’m in love with this sentence:
“The degree to which a person can grow is directly proportional to the amount of truth he can accept about himself without running away.”
At Union Sq station, someone graffitied the station sign to say “Union Squarepants,” but then realized it was a memorial wall and wrote “I’m sorry, I will never forget.”
There’s this episode of SpongeBob where he starts crying because he doesn’t want to be an adult anymore and just wants his grandma to make him cookies. That’s exactly how I feel right now.