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“I am half agony, half hope.” Jane AustenGirl from England who likes John Green, sleeping, House MD, Prison Break, Breaking Bad, the Internet and her BFF just a little too much. Aspiring medic. I tend to post things that make me laugh or think, beautiful quotations and photography, and an endless stream of emotional and crazy text-posts. Enjoy.
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I want you to come home from work tired and annoyed so that I can throw my arms around you and kiss your face everywhere again and again until you start laughing. We’ll collapse on the couch and watch something rubbish on television but that won’t matter. I want you to convince me to play Call of Duty with you, and then I’ll scream at the television when we lose, and you’ll laugh and tell me it’s okay. We’ll end up switching it off because I’m getting too stressed out, and you’ll kiss my nose and laugh at how silly I am. Then at night we’ll get into bed and I’ll hold your hand, fingers interlocked, and we’ll tell each other about our day, legs rubbing against each other playfully. You can put your head on my lap and I’ll play with your hair and mess it up completely, just how I like it, then I’ll reach down to nibble at your nose and further down to press my lips into yours. We’ll switch the light off and try to sleep, but if you can’t, we’ll put our coats on and go for a moonlit walk, my head resting on your shoulder. And you can tell me about everything. I’ll solve all your problems, I’ll make it all better. I’ll tell you silly stories and dreadful jokes and make you laugh so hard - we’ll be alone in the park in the middle of the night, laughing, not a care in the world, and it’ll be our world. When we get too tired, we’ll race back home. We’ll get in, noses red, fingers freezing, and we’ll collapse into bed in each other’s arms, not waking up until the morning, when we sleepily open our eyes, and smile, because we have another day together.
Words to keep inside your pocket:
- Quiescent - a quiet, soft-spoken soul.
- Chimerical - merely imaginary; fanciful.
- Susurrus - a whispering or rustling sound.
- Raconteur - one who excels in story-telling.
- Clinquant - glittering; tinsel-like.
- Aubade - a song greeting the dawn.
- Ephemeral - lasting a very short time.
- Sempiternal - everlasting; eternal.
- Euphonious - pleasing; sweet in sound.
- Billet-doux - a love letter.
- Redamancy - act of loving in return.
Just been thinking.
I’ve been trying to decide for a while now what my blog actually is. And I think I’ve decided that it is what my mind would look like if you could see it. I love visual aesthetics, both natural and artistic. I love literature, and the power of words, when put together in the right way, to inspire and motivate, or capture emotions, moments, feelings. I love the beauty of language in general, whether it be English, French or Arabic. I love wit and humour, from dry and cynical, to downright silly and immature. I’m always thinking about the state of our world at the moment, and although it saddens me how much cruelty there is, I love the fact that there are good people. Lots of good people. And I do believe that good will prevail over evil, however long it takes. I love talking to people, I love my friends, I love my family. I love beautiful music. I love good films. I love House MD and Doctor Who and Harry Potter and old Disney films. I love expressing myself. I just love writing. Excitement, happiness, fear, sadness, worry, whatever’s on my mind… it doesn’t matter. I love clearing up and articulating my thoughts. It let’s me think so much more clearly. :)
باب
this is the only word i know in arabic because i never have time to do it anymore
Door. Love it when I see Arabic, being able to speak it makes me feel so accomplished even though I’m really, really not. It’s so beautiful though! مريم تحب اللغة العربية كثيرا
"Sometimes people don’t want to hear the truth because they don’t want their illusions destroyed."
(Source: theuniversechild, via skywasneverthelimit)
"For me, writing a novel is like having a dream. Writing a novel lets me intentionally dream while I’m still awake. I can continue yesterday’s dream today, something you can’t normally do in everyday life. It’s also a way of descending deep into my own consciousness. So while I see it as dreamlike, it’s not fantasy. For me the dreamlike is very real."
"I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved."
"I’m the girl who is lost in space, the girl who is disappearing always, forever fading away and receding farther and farther into the background. Just like the Cheshire cat, someday I will suddenly leave, but the artificial warmth of my smile, that phony, clownish curve, the kind you see on miserably sad people and villains in Disney movies, will remain behind as an ironic remnant. I am the girl you see in the photograph from some party someplace or some picnic in the park, the one who is in fact soon to be gone. When you look at the picture again, I want to assure you, I will no longer be there. I will be erased from history, like a traitor in the Soviet Union. Because with every day that goes by, I feel myself becoming more and more invisible…"
"Up to a point a person’s life is shaped by environment, heredity, and changes in the world about them. Then there comes a time when it lies within their grasp to shape the clay of their life into the sort of thing they wish it to be. Only the weak blame parents, their race, their times, lack of good fortune or the quirks of fate. Everyone has the power to say, “This I am today. That I shall be tomorrow."
"I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."
"I think people expect too much from marriage today,” he said. “They expect perfection. Every moment should be bliss. That’s TV or movies. But that is not the human experience. Twenty good minutes here, forty good minutes there, it adds up to something beautiful. The trick is when things aren’t so great, you don’t junk the whole thing. It’s okay to have an argument. It’s okay that the other one nudges you a little, bothers you a little. It’s part of being close to someone. But the joy you get from that same closeness – when you watch your children, when you wake up and smile at each other – that is a blessing. People forget that."
pousser
to push, to move (something)
Ex. Le vent poussait le bateau vers la côte.
The wind was pushing the boat towards the shore.
Compound forms
- - Pousser un peu
To overdo it/go too far
- - Pousser une gueulante
To shout one’s head off
- - Pousser quelqu’un à fair quelque chose
To encourage/urge someone to do something. - - C’est pousser un peu loin la plaisanterie.
That’s pushing the joke a bit far. - - Pousser le perfectionnisme à l’extrême
To be too much of a perfectionist
- - Pousser la bêtise jusqu’à faire quelque chose
To be stupid enough to do something - - Se pousser du col
To be pushy
For a more complete list of uses click here <—
I don’t know why but I absolutely love this word and its uses!
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Right now, there are people all over the world who are just like you. They’re lonely. They’re missing somebody. They’re in love with someone they probably shouldn’t be in love with. They have secrets you wouldn’t believe. They wish and they dream and they hope, and they look out the window whenever they’re in the car or on a bus or a train and they watch the people on the streets and wonder what they’ve been through. They wonder if there are people out there like them. They’re like you, and you could tell them everything and they would understand.
And right now, they’re sitting here reading these words, and I’m writing this for you so you don’t feel alone anymore.
(Source: healthynarcissism)
