They shoot single people, don’t they?

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Ah, to be single.

When you’re in your late twenties and single, you’re considered to be the Greatest Mystery Known to Mankind. People just don’t know what to do with you, in which box you belong.

The reasoning goes like this: “Okay, she’s not a troll. She seems relatively sane. So why doesn’t she have a boyfriend? Ah, but of course! she must be a closeted lesbian!” Doorgaan met het lezen van “They shoot single people, don’t they?”

An open letter to my dream killers

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Dear all,

I’ve had it with you. You who insist on judging my every life choice, especially the beautiful ones. You who insist on telling me, over and over again, everything that’s wrong with my choices. You who make me feel guilty about doing things that bring me joy. If it was up to you, I would never travel. I wouldn’t do anything creative. I wouldn’t have any dreams, not a single one. I would have a small, grey life in which I would still be disappointing you constantly. And you almost had me going in that direction.

But no. I’ve had enough. I’ve had it with you. Go fuck yourself. Doorgaan met het lezen van “An open letter to my dream killers”

Never underestimate the power of beauty

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Yesterday I had a conversation with a dear friend about, well, the way we look at the world. We realized there is one major trend in our information infested western society. It’s called The News, also known as Let’s Show Everyone On A Daily Basis How Fucked Up The World Is. It’s being bombarded on us all the time: nature’s ruined, people shoot each other all around the world, lots of countries have nuclear weapons and will use them (probably tomorrow), there is an economic crisis and we will all have to work until we’re 85 but probably die of cancer before that.

Doorgaan met het lezen van “Never underestimate the power of beauty”