I keep posting things on tumblrinstagramfacebooktwitter and then just deleting them because, honestly, who cares?
The hummus here is great, and I can drink all the fanta ginger ale I want. It isn’t Spencer’s cooking, but they even serve hummus at breakfast.I decided against getting a membership to the school gym because I live five blocks from Central Park. I’m going to meet my career/life idol next week.
I keep a jar of Nutella and a plastic spoon in my bedside table for emergencies.
"My dear, I think of you always and at night I build myself a warm nest of things I remember and float in your sweetness till morning."
— Zelda Fitzgerald, letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald. Mid- November 1931 (via owls-love-tea)
"When you are born into a history as loaded as the South’s, when you carry in your bones the incontrovertible knowledge of man’s violence and limitations, daring to stay sweet is about the most radical thing you can do."
Allison Glock Southern Women Garden & Gun
this quote is so beautiful, and the article is technically well-written, but everything about it just makes me feel horrible about myself in the way that spending time with my extended family always used to make me feel horrible about myself
someone else please read it and give me your thoughts?