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3 Things You Should Never Have Low Standards About: Boys, Clothes, Coffee Margot N. (via lightmeup-acigarette)

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Spend your time on those who love you unconditionally. Don’t waste it on those who only love you when the conditions are right for them. Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions.

Susan Cain, Quiet (via larmoyante)

I really love this quote because I was just talking to crystal about this last night and I’ve been noticing I’m a real introvert. This quote is ON POINT.

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When I think about identity I think about aesthetic and taste. At some point in a writer’s young life she reads something that resembles a waterfall. She says, I want to do that. Or, if she’s already been doing it, she says, I am not alone; I have permission. And that’s fine and good. She walks the trail. Eventually she meets someone who insists, That’s not a waterfall.

When I was in college all I really wanted to read was Charles Bukowski and John Fante, plus some beat poetry, along with certain plays by Sam Shepard. I’d learned at an early age to be dismissive of other people. I was a history major and when, in my junior year, I started meeting creative writing majors they looked at what I was looking at, shook their heads dismissively, and said, That’s not a waterfall. So I looked at what they were looking at, Which was first and foremost Raymond Carver (I went to the University of Illinois from 1990 to 1994). I laughed at them congregating in front of the English building and said, That’s not a waterfall, that’s not even a puddle. That’s a pile of shit.

Six or seven years later I only wanted to read Raymond Carver. It turns out there was no waterfall. The moral of this story is don’t pay attention to anyone that laughs at your taste. Even if you listen to Nickleback.

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Macaroons (by How Sweet It Is)

filet mignon with porcini mushroom compound butter.