Some people would call me an asshole for calling anyone out on anything. Those people are probably right. But the way we’re going to make this universe better for anyone is for each of us to call everyone on their shit. We’re gonna learn, people. We’re gonna grow. We’re going to become better bastards of human beings if it kills us. (Spoiler alert: we’re gonna die anyway.)
People do same thing for me, too. While I am aware of the white-privilege bubble that I currently bounce along in, being aware and having diarrhea spurt from my mouth aren’t mutually exclusive. (And please don’t give me the free speech talk. You have the right to say what you want. Everyone else has the right to call you out for being an asshole.)
I’ve been called out for an shitty joke. Sometimes they’re right. And it smarts. And then I get smarter. That’s not why they call it smarting, though. Or maybe it is? Language is weird.
Fall in love, but do not forget your name.Donte Collins, Daughter (via hqlines)
insult their culture, colour, style, religion, accent and lifestyle
but at the end of the day….humans are all
I used to think—and given the way we ended up, maybe I still do—that all relationships need the kind of violent shove that a crush brings, just to get you started and to push you over the humps. And then, when the energy from that shove has gone and you come to something approaching a halt, you have to look around and see what you’ve got. It could be something completely different, it could be something roughly the same, but gentler and calmer, or it could be nothing at all.Nick Hornby, High Fidelity (via hqlines)
Three things you can’t recover in life …
The moment, after it’s passed
The words, after they’re spoken and
The time, after it’s lost.