راستش از وقتی ۹ سالم بود دیگه چرخ‌فلک نزدم.

"But only someone who is ready for anything and rules nothing out, not even the most enigmatic things, will experience the relationship with another as a living thing and will himself live his own existence to the full. For imagining an individual’s existence as a larger or smaller room reveals to us that most people are only acquainted with one corner of their particular room, a place by the window, a little area to pace up and down. That way, they have a certain security. And yet the perilous uncertainty that drives the prisoners in Poe’s tales to grope out the outlines of their terrible dungeons and so to know the unspeakable horrors of their surroundings, is so much more human. But we are not prisoners. There are no traps or snares set up around us, and there is nothing that should frighten or torment us. We are placed into life as into the element with which we have the most affinity, and moreover we have after thousands of years of adaptation come to resemble this life so closely that if we keep still we can, thanks to our facility for mimicry, hardly be distinguished from all that surrounds us. We have no reason to be mistrustful of our world, for it is not against us. If it holds terrors they are our terrors, if it has its abysses these abysses belong to us, if there are dangers then we must try to love them. And if we only organize our life according to the principle which teaches us always to hold to what is difficult, then what now still appears most foreign will become our most intimate and most reliable experience. How can we forget those ancient myths found at the beginnings of all peoples? The myths about the dragons who at the last moment turn into princesses? Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses, only waiting for the day when they will see us handsome and brave? Perhaps everything terrifying is deep down a helpless thing that needs our help."

— from Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke

i can't get enough of arcane edits with hamilton soundtracks

bonding with 11 year olds over our shared love for jinx

"why didn't you save me?" "i was a child and you were the adult you were supposed to protect me not the other way around" and whatnot

passing the bechdel test by talking about our mummy issues with friends

whenever afraid of heights comes on i can't inject enough of it in my ears in one play. at least three sets of replay are needed before i can consider the idea of letting go

happy december 10th everyone

شما ما رو اکدمیکلی دی‌گِرِید نکن، ولیدیشن پیشکشت.