hey if you’re scrolling through tumblr looking for a distraction rn (case in point: i just got done crying dramatically on the bathroom floor and need to look normal when i walk out)
whisper beep boop to yourself a few times
take a breath
fluff up your hair
make a lil list on your phone of all your friends/people who you love
read through that list if you already have one
drink some water, with each sip you are slowly coming back to feeling a-okay
rant in my askbox/message me if u need, i’m ur new pal xx
i keep forgetting that fears can actually cause you distress. like girl what do you mean that just imagining a situation sent me into a panic attack. thats stupid. im not even in the situation currently.
reblog this post to light the diya of the person you reblogged it from <3
Rowan Whitethorn: Where is Aelin? Where is my wife?
Cardan Greenbriar: This is my room. And that is my wife.
Reid Diggory: You are my wife now.
Thomas Cresswell: My best friend, the absolute love of my life, now until forevermore, I call you my wife.
Casteel Da’Neer: She is my wife.
Desmond Flynn: Years I have waited for this, anticipated it. My wife.
Rhysand: Though also calling you my wife sounds mighty appealing too.
Me:
Why are shoes such a big issue for Indian dance?
I AM GLAD YOU ASKED - and this is what I’ve been taught.
We wear bells on our ankles and they’re our instruments. You wouldn’t put your shoes on a piano or a harp or a saxophone. It’s just something you respect and want to keep clean.
Also, Indians, along with other cultures, take their shoes off to pray. You don’t want to bring extra impurities into a place of worship like a temple or deraser. Taking off shoes is a sign of respect.
When we dance, we dance barefoot to show respect for the Earth. She allows us space to slap our feet and move, so we remove our shoes because she has provided a holy space for us.
This is what I’ve learned in my 13 years of Kathak. Also wearing bells with shoes just feels wrong - maybe that’s an innate cultural thing.
“And remember: the sky is the limit! You can be anything you want to be!”
“Thank you. I want to be a secretary.”
That stopped them short. “What?”
“A secretary,” she repeated.
“But…” they trailed off, dumbfounded. “Why? You could be a CEO, a scientist, a law–”
“I don’t want to be a CEO,” she said. “I want to be a secretary.”
I love fandoms, we’re all just overly emotionally invested in people that don’t actually exist and like none of us are stable
my roman empire is the cool girl monologue from gone girl
the lines “this has always been a family story” and “this is the kind of family they are” are SICKENING in the context of a series that starts with “the campers here, they're mostly good people. after all, we're extended family, right? we take care of each other” and ends with “family, luke. you promised”
the question isn’t “to be or not to be”
the question is pcmb or pcmc
I don’t if you can tell but I’ve been watching a lot of overly sarcastic production
"it doesn't matter. I have books, new books, and I can bear anything as long as there are books."
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