I love myself.”
most powerful revolution ever. — Nayyirah Waheed (via thelavenderlife)
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Will I be something?
Am I something?
And the answer comes:
You already are.
You always were.
And you still have time to be. — Anis Mojgani (via elauxe)
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Milky Way over the Crimean Peninsula. Photo by Ilya Zhirnov
Randy P. Martin
my favorite thing in stories is when the antagonist doesn’t die, but instead they realize they were being kind of a stupid dick (maybe because the protagonist saved them or something) and then they have to kind of awkwardly tag along with the heroes in order to make up for their mistakes and gradually become slightly less evil
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n. the awareness of the smallness of your perspective, by which you couldn’t possibly draw any meaningful conclusions at all, about the world or the past or the complexities of culture, because although your life is an epic and unrepeatable anecdote, it still only has a sample size of one, and may end up being the control for a much wilder experiment happening in the next room.