You know when youre sad and you just wanna stay sad for a while because sometimes the sadness is better?? That sounds really depressing but hopefully you know what I mean. Like its a time to reflect why you were put here, and when youre sad thats when you see how pretty the rain is on the trees, and noticing the drops of water hitting the pond as something beautiful in its own simplicity. Sadness feels bad but sometimes its not, its like a getaway.
Anyways, Im not recommending depression in any way, sad and the pretty sort of sad are two different things. Sad is hopelessness and thats never what you need, but the pretty sort of melancholy is like quiet or the clearing of your mind.
To achieve this sort of meloncholy, I listen to this. It’s quiet a beautiful thing, the entire album keeps you in this sort of nostalgia, it’s like walking through the trees. Its my Safe Haven. And Aventine by Agnes Obel is the path.
The story of my life
Couldn’t have described it better…
Tumblr has taught me more about feminism, womens rights, rape culture, slut shaming, mental illness etc, more than school ever had. So don’t you dare tell me this website is a complete and utter waste of time
r u ever scared to walk past a group of teenagers even though you are also a teenager
Being a nice person is so fun
Waiter messes something up? You can see the relief on their faces when you don’t scream and swear at them about it
Extra tickets at an arcade/prize place? Watch a little kid’s face light up when you give them a bunch of tickets
There are too many assholes in this world. Be a nice person.