I Wanna Run Away With Someone In The Middle Of The Night And Go On Adventures And See The World And Eat

I hope you're haunted by the ghosts of what could be

because god knows they wont leave my tired young heart

Therapy is not enough, I need to eat pasta with the person I love on a sunny afternoon in an Italian vineyard.

Whatever is learned with satisfaction and enjoyment stays with you forever.

Maybe I'm not introverted, maybe I want community, gossiping over a glass of wine, coffee shop dates, dying in some club's dirty bathroom, knowing half a city and saying hello to my favourite restaurant waiter; maybe I got too badly burned too young, just got too scared, settled for living in numbing comfort

mitochondria really is the powerhouse of the cell huh

the idealized version of my tomorrow self will fix this

He asked me when I fell in love with him and I knew it sounded dramatic to say the moment I saw him, so I told him this story of my grandma who had Alzheimer's- she forgot her name and the words for fruit and food, she forgot her address and how to use the washroom, all her life lost to the disease. The only thing she remembered was her son's name and when that began to fade, the one thing she always remembered was that she loved him, even in illness, even in insanity. She saw this 6 foot 2 man with a scrubby beard and she didn't know him but she said she trusted him, she asked him to hold her hand when she died. When does memory end and love begin? All I know is- she loved him before she remembered him.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire

hi yes I'd like to order a fucking break for the next million years please. thankyou.

The day I learn to not isolate myself for long periods of time to where I have to relearn how to socialise it’s over for you bitches