“This is my first cabbage! You know, a lot of times they’re kind of soft, but this one is solid! It’s going to be good eatin’!“ “What are you going to make with it?” “Well, this one I’m giving to my parents. You have to give the first one away or you just spoil the whole spirit of gardening.”
A part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. The older you get, the more mistakes you’ve made, opportunities you’ve missed, people you’ve disappointed. And every day you have to remind yourself to be kind and forgiving of yourself. You accept and love the you from the past and understand that it’s all a part of the process. Then you move on and live your best life, knowing now as old as you feel today, you’ll never be this young again.
we’ve taught girls to romanticise nearly everything a boy does. when i was younger i thought it was cute that boys chased the girl even after she said no. i loved it when after a girl moved away from a kiss, the guy would pull her back and force it on. i thought a guy saying ‘i won’t take a no for an answer’ was passionate and romantic. we’re literally always teaching girls to romanticise abusive traits.
I made this post because today two guys came into the store and one kept purposely referencing Rick and Morty, while the other had never seen the show and the first guy was trying to make it seem like an awful thing that guy 2 had never seen it and was thinking he was superior for knowing a bunch of useless facts about the show. Meanwhile guy 2 looked visibly uncomfortable. While his was happening, some girls were arguing saying “you can’t be a fan of supernatural if you’ve only seen 4 seasons”.
I felt like I was living out a fucking tumblr post and I’m only keeping this job to get a discount on jeans
god, imagine sharing a bed with the person you love. chatting about dumb things! just sleeping! it’s like a sleepover but every night how sweet is that!!!!
