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whimsically, me

An assortment of wonders and leftovers with occasional personal statements by Stella Shi.

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My grandmother always said, and she reminded me when I got engaged, ‘Make sure when you get your apartment, it has two bathrooms. The man and the woman should never share the bathroom. You will not stay married a long time.’

Michelle Harper via Into the Gloss

Yes, I have a problem with sitting. And I have a problem with anyone who thinks that it’s okay to be sat. Because I’m applying as a raider, for a competitive roster in a guild that’s working to be one of the top in the US. I want, more than anything, to be in on every kill, for every attempt, for all the time that we’re raiding. And that’s what I’m going to work for—to prove that I deserve that spot. Because once someone becomes okay with being sat, they stop having that edge that made them great. If they don’t want to that spot, then they don’t deserve it. So, class stacking aside, I will never be okay with being sat. I won’t come to you to bitch about it, but you can bet that behind the scenes, I’ll be trying to figure out a way to up my game. Because, being sat, to me, says that I haven’t worked hard enough to convince you that I should be there. I know that’s not a common response, but it’s at least an honest one.

Life in Group 5’s Vixsin and her response to “do you have a problem with sitting the bench?”.

I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.

—F. Scott Fitzgerald

(Source: senshuk, via calendars)

To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.

—Virginia, The Hours [2002]. (via longwinter)

I want to be lost among your thoughts the way you listen to New York City when you fall asleep.

—Leonard Cohen

And maybe you don’t go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the things you don’t do.

—Chuck Palahniuk

the problem with fairytales is they set a girl up for disappointment, in real life the prince goes off with the wrong princess ♥

—xoxo gossip girl

While I ignore that we both felt like this before, it starts to show. So if I have a chance, would you let me know.

—the Killers (via sleepanddream)

The people who make you laugh are more beautiful than beautiful people.

—I Wrote This For You: The Day You Read This

Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who’s in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It’s like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven’t seen in a long time.

—Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the shore.

Lover put me in your beautiful bed and cover me.

—The National (via sleepanddream & littlesparrow)

I expect too much. from you, from me, from the world. I expect too much, but too much by their standards not mine. what I expect, what I need, what I know can and will happen, is not too much, but just enough.

we are so much more. so much more than everyone says that we are and can be. what they tell me is beauty and joy isn’t enough for me.

I must and will have more. and I will because the little gap in my heart that causes me so much pain, the skip in the record that needs to be filled, gives me room to find the extraordinary. and I will. my heart will feel more than you ever thought a heart can feel and my mind will see things that no one even knew existed: the little gossamer threads that tie life together, and which, if you don’t look carefully enough, you will miss as you see things moving in space and not the ties that bind them.

just watch me.

—(via littlesparrow & unicornology)

Isn’t ironic…
We ignore those who adore us,
Adore those who ignore us,
Hurt those who love us
And love those who hurt us?

—Unknown (via jessicachu)

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

  • Anais Nin

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