Unfortunately, I always manage to find the wrong ones…
Oscar Wilde, Only Dull People Are Brilliant at Breakfast
I firmly believe what ever you’re obsessed with at 11/12 years old becomes a core part of who you are, regardless if you lose interest in it or not. Maybe some of you were lucky and were obsessed with warrior cats or smth, and if you’re real unlucky it was probably twilight.
That. would be my WORST nightmare!!!
Why can't parents (especially moms) accept their mistakes??! Like I'm ready to say it's okay mom, you're also human just like the rest of us, you're also allowed to make mistakes. But she just won't accept that she can make mistakes because she's my "Mom". Like do they think that because they are parents they can't make mistakes or something? Cuz like they definitely can, the only thing they should do is ACCEPT their freaking mistake!?!?!! Thats all I'm asking for!!!! Like just say it, "I'm sorry i might've added a little less salt today accidently." Or just inform me if you know it!! But nope nothing of the sorts. Seriously speaking if my mom accepted her mistakes I'm damn sure 90% of our fights would be non-existant. Like please, just accept your mistake...
“I think we regular people may have forgotten a basic truth—we don’t really have the right to judge anyone else.”
— Kanae Minato
So who's gonna write fics with colter shaw, huh?
IKR!!!! It’s soooooooooo annoying. Like buddy, if you’re gonna hate them and say bad things about them at least let the bad things be accurate...
please hate my favorite fictional character accurately at least
You know what I learnt today? There is nothing, and i mean absolutely nothing that a good treat can't fix. Like a milkshake for instance.
Losing people is so heartbreaking. How cruel is it that suddenly you have all these leftover memories and information of a person but not them.
You read a book you think they'll like but they're not in your life anymore for you to recommend it to them, you buy their favourite flowers but they aren't there to recieve them, it's their mom's birthday but you can't wish them, you're eating their favourite flavour of icecream but not with them.
It feels as though every moment that you once treasured is now forever incomplete.
the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.
Murderbot wrote this.