“Please know there are much better things in life than being lonely or liked or bitter or mean or self-conscious. We are all full of shit. Go love someone just because; I know your heart may be badly bruised, or even the victim of numerous knifings, but it will always heal, even if you don’t want it to; it keeps going. There are the most fantastic, beautiful things and people out there, I promise. It is up to you to find them.”—Chuck Palahniuk (via rainydaysandblankets)
today at my job in the ER, i saw a patient who’s name was “Richard Gillmore”, one of his granddaughter’s name was Emily, and i work at CHILTON Memorial hospital. his nurse today was also Korean who knows how to play the drums. only fans of the show Gilmore Girls (one of my all time faves) will understand how seriously awesome that all is!! yeah, i freaked out a bit when that all came together. of course, i couldn’t share my epiphany with anyone there because when i asked if anyone watched the show i didn’t get the same amount of enthusiasm as i hoped. one person said she’s seen a couple episodes of it, but i knew if i explained it all she still wouldn’t have shared in my excitement so i just kept it to myself. even though technically the last name of my patient is spelled “wrong”, i’m pretty excited. can i just be Rory Gilmore now?
“When the deepest part of you becomes engaged in what you are doing, when your activities and actions become gratifying and purposeful, when what you do serves both yourself and others, when you do not tire within but seek the sweet satisfaction of your life and your work, you are doing what you were meant to be doing.”—Gary Zukav
“It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.”—Rosemary Urquico (via fashionfever)
sooo, wus good tumblr?! i haven’t been on here for what seems like forever, when in reality it’s only been a month.
main reason being—- i accidentally logged out of tumblr on my laptop, completely forgot the password that i changed it to a couple years ago after everyone’s account got hacked, and couldn’t access my old email account that’s linked to this tumblr so i couldn’t change it. SO STUPID, i know. but honestly, idk if i even missed it much. there were times where i was bored and felt the urge to scroll through my dashboard or found a video that i thought would be cool to post or found something i wanted to talk about, but every defeated attempt i made to log back on got me frustrated and annoyed. i honestly tried about 10 different versions of different types of passwords i have for other accounts but nothing seemed to work. i also just got really busy with more important things, like watching too many tv shows that i can barely keep up with and trying to bring back the ancient form of reading from actual books while also continuing to accumulate so many that now my bookshelf can’t hold it all. but FINALLY last night i really wanted to try harder to remember the password and just tried some random one that i thought would never be it and i ended up back on here. WTF.. when it starting loading my dashboard i was like “SERIOUSLY, that was it the whole time?!”. whateverrrr.
but anyways, looks like i’ll be back on here a little bit more now. but honestly, after the little happy dance i did after finally logging back in and scrolling through my dashboard (while still dancing in my seat) for 10 minutes i realized how uninteresting this website has gotten. maybe i need to look for more interesting people to follow or something and just catch up on a few of my more favorite blogs later, but it seems like i haven’t missed much on my little hiatus. where did all the originality go?
oh and hi Ben, aka the only person who would probably even see this.
“Even when I detach, I care. You can be separate from a thing and still care about it. If I wanted to detach completely, I would move my body away. I would stop the conversation midsentence. I would leave the bed. Instead, I hover over it for a second. I glance off in another direction. But I always glance back at you.”—David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary (via c-oquetry)