why does tumblr always personify introversion as a tiny cute girl who drinks tea reads books and wears sweaters like i’m a 190 pound man who hangs out in the gym and in the woods doin manly shit but people still make me nervous like damn
my hand slipped.
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE THIS
Set the tone for the week with a crushing late-night workout. Feeling frisky tonight so I thought I’d post a rare progress picture. #Bodysculpting these past few weeks has got me fired up and ready for whatever it takes to keep grinding through. Shoutout to my man @zcoooop - always on the same wavelength. It’s our time! #LetsGetIt #WhyNotUs #ToEveryoneElse #GetFitWithUs #Please
Maybe I am fated to always be alone, Tsukuru found himself thinking. People came to him, but in the end they always left. They came, seeking something but either they couldn’t find it, or were unhappy with what they found, and then they left. One day, without warning, no word of farewell. Like a silent hatchet had sliced the ties between them, ties through which warm blood still flowed, along with a quiet pulse.
There must be something in him, something fundamental that disenchanted people. I basically have nothing to offer to others. If you think about it, I don’t even have anything to offer myself."
-Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage pg. 133
-Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
John Keating: Language was developed for one endeavor, and that is...
Neil Perry: To communicate?
John Keating: No! To woo women!
If we’re gonna fight a disease, let’s fight one of the most terrible diseases of all, indifference.
if you can’t handle me at my
then you don’t deserve me at my
Yes. Yes. A thousand times YES.