The Feminine Urge To Say “have You No Compassion For My Poor Nerves” Every Time Something Goes Wrong

"We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright."

-- Ernest Hemingway (A Moveable Feast)

You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.

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I don’t make the rules but hot girls read books

there's something very lovely about doing homework in bed in the late afternoon on a sunday while listening to beatles records and having a pumpkin spice candle lit and the sunlight slanting golden in through the window and the wind blowing and the bright red leaves on the trees and feeling very productive and peaceful and happy

Does anyone else get this really strong urge to hug their best friend? Like, not just, "Oh, I'd like to hug my friend now." It's, "I NEED TO HUG MY MOST FAVORITE HUMAN BEING IN THE UNIVERSE SO TIGHTLY RIGHT NOW OR I THINK I MIGHT DIE" Cause I feel like that all the time.

I brought you cookies, but my ulterior motive is that now I get to see you smile

Why are you watching your cellphone

when there are so many stars in the sky?

I like cloudy rainy days because it doesn't feel like the world is trying to force me to be cheerful. I can be happy in peace.