I’m yours. I’m yours. I’m yours. I’m yours. And I will repeat that and continue to prove it until you are as sure of it as I am. I’m not your exes, and you’re not mine. We both have scars, just know I’m not looking to give you new ones, I’m looking to make you forget the names behind the white lines that run across your arms. I want to love you so hard, you forget what it was ever like before. I adore you endlessly. Don’t think I’m going anywhere anytime soon.
ARTIST: Death Cab for Cutie
SONG: A Lack of Color
If you want to learn what someone fears losing, watch what they photograph.
Date someone who is interested in you. I don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you. Someone who wants to read every word you write. Someone who wants hear every note of your favourite song, and watch every scene of your favourite movie. Someone wants to find every scar upon your body, and learn where each one came from. Someone who wants to know your favourite brand of toothpaste, and which quotes resonate deep inside your bones when you hear them. There is a difference between attraction and interest. Find the person who wants to learn every aspect of who you are, and hold onto them.
ARTIST: The Front Bottoms
SONG: Tattooed Tears
ALBUM: Talon of the Hawk
When I was a student at Cambridge I remember an anthropology professor holding up a picture of a bone with 28 incisions carved in it. “This is often considered to be man’s first attempt at a calendar” she explained. She paused as we dutifully wrote this down. ‘My question to you is this – what man needs to mark 28 days? I would suggest to you that this is woman’s first attempt at a calendar.’ It was a moment that changed my life. In that second I stopped to question almost everything I had been taught about the past. How often had I overlooked women’s contributions?