thinking about folklore and evermore and how taylor was absolutely unhinged. writing cardigan in a few hours, tis the damn season while she was drunk in the middle of the night after filming the long pond session, aaron sending taylor the instrumental for willow as a gift and taylor writing a song out of it, peace being one vocal take, taylor waiting years to tell the rebekah harkness story and finally getting the chance after hearing tlgad instrumental, taylor hearing joe singing the chorus of betty and being intrigued, the secrecy of it all..she was so crazy for that and i don't know how we're alive
resilience is not sustainable we are not supposed to endure life we are supposed to live it
Purple Rêverie. Claude Monet, details, 1. Shadows on the Sea, 2. Morning at Etretat.
there is so much love in friendship, people forget that
"Doing your best" means "doing what you can without harming your mental and physical health" not "doing something with no regards for your own limits."
Ernest Hemingway, The Snows of Kilimanjaro
sometimes I get so jealous of other people’s social skills. like damn. they can talk to people?? and people like them?? look at all those people who like them. wtf. illegal
the vocabulary of loss is the dictionary
“Why do I find everything but peace?”
— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947 (via 4a0000)