But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road —...– Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via hauntedportrait)
The verdict’s out: I’m not very good at listening to my own advice.
Dear self, Repeat after me: I will not blow my Ritalin. I will not blow my Ritalin. I will not blow my Ritalin. I will not blow my Ritalin. You don’t want to go there again.
> Meet an incredible human being on OKCupid. > He’s wonderful, we have a lot in common, he’s really cute, and he lives in Canada. > he lives in Canada. Of course, he fucking lives in Canada.
All my close friends in Ithaca are guys. Most of the people I hang out with are guys. I’ve learned to run with the pack, because it’s where I’m happy. I can keep up, I’m not treated differently because of my gender. Running through the woods. Bro-talk. One of the guys. But because I run with the pack, I have to appear strong to keep up. What no one knows is, I’m not...
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