#beauty is found within

[stardustwaterfalls]

YALL IM ABT TO CRY

i was taking my little sister shopping w/ me bc my mom was going to get groceries in the store next to the one we were in AND i was pointing out some clothes that i thought would look cute on her and what she said practically broke my heart:

"But those are for skinny, pretty girls."

it's fucking SAD that a 7 year old girl has to stop and think that they shouldn't wear things or do things because of their apperance.

to ANYONE who has ever felt like they were less worthy or "not as good" as others go throw that idea away in the fucking trash

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL

YOU ARE AMAZING

YOU ARE PERFECT

YOU ARE SPECIAL

LOVE YOURSELF TOO

and don't let anyone tell you otherwise

[justenoughfortoday]

I was watching Beauty and the Beast and although I have seen it so often that I practically have it memorized, something struck me. I have always seen how Belle is showing the love of Christ when she exchanges places with her father and loves the unlovable. (It’s not about Stockholm syndrome or an example of picking a spouse, but that’s another essay.) Watching it this time, I thought about it logically. There is no reason that she should have traded places with her father. Her father even says, “No, I’ve lived my life.” Maurice was old, especially for that period of time. Belle was free to go home. It really makes no sense. Yet… Belle chose to sacrifice her whole life for a man who had little time left to live anyways. And that. That is the definition of love.

[merriclo]

i love the idea that Wild is a big brother to basically all of the kids in his Hyrule. it’s such a good heacanon that i never see utilized.

[stuckinapril]

shocked at how healthy of a place i’ve been in mentally as of late. wish i could pluck y’all up and put u in my head. everyone needs to experience this lightness at least once

[vizabel]

the great art of family, lies, and debt

[pebblezone]

[puppy-wife]

sometimes I think DID is also waking up in the headspace of a main character in a Lovecraft-esque novel and I must shout about the horrors and the madness I have seen and witnessed and been part of, but when anyone looks I'm not yelling about Elder Gods, it's just. women

[hanaasbananas]

on arranged marriages

it's funny. mums been in the whatsapp rishta groups for years looking for someone i might marry. she'll send me a profile once in a while and ask what i think, if she should contact his parents or not and most of the time i say yeah, alright. nothing ever comes of it though, so when my dad calls me after work and says mum spoke to him about a rishta she's thinking of moving forward with i'm intrigued, but not particularly invested.

mum's really picky, i tell him. this probably won't go anywhere but we may as well see it through, right? dad is hesitant, but agrees when i say that i do want an arranged marriage.

but then things do move forward and the next thing i know, he is going to visit us with his parents. on the day, my uncle picks me up from work so i don't have to walk. you don't have to make a decision today, he tells me. this is just a first visit. my cousin helps me get ready and i am reminded of the similar scene in the movie vivah. nothing has to happen today, she tells me you guys are just meeting today. the thought does nothing to settle the nerves roiling in my stomach and i try to go back to my room three times instead of going downstairs until my cousin practically shoves me down them.

i enjoy meeting his mum, even though she immediately clocks my nervous clasping and unclasping of my bracelet. she hugs me as if i'm her own daughter and is so happy to see me that my heart lightens. eventually, we go to the other sitting room where the men are sitting-where he is. my nerves flare up again but he doesn't look up from his hands clasped in his lap when we walk in.

too nervous to speak, i only answer say anything when a question is directed at me and try to sneak quick glances at him across the room instead. his mum catches me more than once and smiles knowingly at me. we meet each others eyes only once for a split second and it makes my heart pound rapidly in my chest. when he speaks, i force myself to look at anyone other than him. he has a nice voice, my brain whispers and i bite my tongue, hard.

they leave, and we say they'll know our decision after a couple months. i know what my answer will be though. later, when they get back home and his mum calls my mum, i stand outside the door to eavesdrop, my heart in my throat but i can't stop my grin when i hear his mum say he's happy to go ahead with this, because there was a part of me that still worried he'd see me in person and go NOPE. she suggests that we get to know each other over the next few months and i silently beg my mum to agree. i know that where she is from, in her tradition, the bride and groom speak once or twice before the wedding if they're lucky, and that things are still done that way back home, but just as im gearing up to argue against that, she agrees. it's a miracle!

of course, chronically shy person that i am, the thought of our first conversation taking place on our mums phones is terrifying so instead i ask to get his number so we can text first. she sends his number but theres no way i'm texting first so i send them my number and thankfully he gets the hint and texts me first. i hope you don't mind me texting, i'm just shy still. i say. that's fine, he reassures me. we have time.

time, as it turns out. flies. it doesn't take long to move from texts to voice notes, to phone calls. he really does have a nice voice, i find out, and its not as awkward as i thought it would be. i didn't actually think that we'd talk that much, maybe once a week at most and yet...

i almost cried last night because we were talking about going to Pakistan together next summer and I remembered how when I was a teenager I used to daydream about going to Pakistan with my spouse and visiting all my family with him.

then over the years I sort of gave up on that idea because I'm not the type to go out and meet someone and in the desi arranged marriage market whose gonna choose me?

and now I'm 26, and we talk multiple times a day and when I catch myself thinking oh he isn't really interested, he's just talking to me because he has to to get to know me, why would anyone actually like me?? I find myself countering with well actually if that was the case why would he start calling you every day? how come you went from one call a day ending with 'i'll talk to you tomorrow' to him calling you on his way home from work and 'i'll call you after dinner' when he gets home to a THIRD call after maghrib right before bed? those are not the actions of a man who is uninterested!!

hanaas insecurities- 0, hanaas logic- 1

anyway idk where this is going except i never thought i'd be this excited and happy when it came time for me to get married but here i am and it is SO SCARY to realise that i am maybe possibly (definitely) falling for him but wow, and like? (literally the other day i was telling him a story from when i was a kid and the story had such a silly ending but it was unexpected and he laughed really hard in surprise and it made my heart almost explode i swear its so fun to make him laugh)

but like there's SO MANY logistics i'm restarting my driving lessons so i can pass before i move and i literally just got my new job in april but i'm gonna have to give my notice lmao and i've already started looking for new jobs but GAH so much stuff is happening and yet at the same time i feel so calm about it all it's wild i'm just vibing trying to enjoy my summer holidays and having the highlights of my day being when he calls lmaooo

[thecoolerbrother]

i think something moonage daydream was really good at doing was capturing a vibe

[kadextra]

I am once again thinking about theoryduo

[oschonseleven]

anyway now that I'm Normaler today

thinking about fiddling around with cidutha's relationship AGAIN bc I can't fuckin leave it alone :')

I'm just wondering if it being this undefined, friends with benefits thing going on for years, with all the yearning and things unsaid but heavily implied bc they're emotionally just not ready to put that weight on each other (something something both deeply traumatised by loved ones dying by circumstances out of their control something)

would suit the way the story plays out for Utha better and the way I see his priorities mapping out, rather than this strained long distance relationship where he has to make a lot of compromises that I don't think she'd be happy forcing on him, if it wasn't what he really wanted. Whereas if they're both on the same page, without the baggage of being Together Together...that feels more equitable but also still with room for pain :)

[batemanofficial]

i must resist the urge to wade into the waters of discourse so i'll be vague but must all discussions of lesbian identity on this website center around men

[nvrcmplt]

𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪, 𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕪 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔼𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕙 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕨 ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠 𝔸 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕖

[evg]

on that wuthering waves grind ....... 😃

[priory-of-stars]

I looked at your face and realized this is what religion is founded on.