One of the things I love about Gossip Girl is the music in each episode. It was only seven years ago (holy shit), but I’ve never even heard or barely remember some of that music. Also, hairstyles. The fashion is not so dated at times, but come on, Chuck’s hair is ridiculous.

personal lauren watches gossip girl

I did it. I fucking did it. I always want to know what happens before it happens and I ruined it. Seven episodes in and I ruined the whole Gossip Girl series. It’s going to be good, though.

personal lauren watches gossip girl

"I asked my ex, now good friend, if she would ever have an open relationship and she said, “No, I don’t think I could do that” then after a pause and a smile, “but what about love affair friendships?” She went on to describe an impenetrable fortress of female friendship, her own group of best mates who’d known each other since school and had supported and loved each other through almost all of their lifetimes. They sounded far more bonded to, and in love with one another, than their respective husbands. It struck me that we don’t have the language to reflect the diversity and breadth of connections we experience. Why is sex the thing we tend to define a relationship by, when in fact it can be simple casual fun without a deep emotional transaction? Why do we say “just friends” when, for some of us, a friendship goes deeper? Can we define a new currency of commitment that celebrates and values this? Instead of having multiple confusing interpretations of the same word, could we have different words? What if we viewed our relationships as a pyramid structure with our primary partner at the top and a host of lovers, friends, spiritual soul mates, colleagues, and acquaintances beneath that?"
- Rosie Wilby, “You’re More Polyamorous Than You Think” (via geometricity)

(Source: sodisarmingdarling, via geometricity)

rosie wilby you're more polyamorous than you think this is exactly how we should describe our relationships


u cant force recovery and its a long long process and it involves learning and unlearning things and everyone fucks up but thats okay. you dont always have to be moving forward, but recovery is important. you deserve to be happy and loved and supported, and above all else, you deserve to be healthy.

(via geometricity)

recovery words to live by

I had a dream that I lived next to this really shady house where this creepy old woman lived. Turns out, she ran a huge drug trafficking ring. I considered calling the police and reporting it. Then bodies started showing up at my door. I think there were around five totally, but the one I most vividly remember was Dan. I’ve been thinking of him a lot lately and I’ve been meaning to send him a letter, text him, call him anything because it’s October. I think my subconscious is telling me to do something. But in my dream I just remember freaking out, because there he was, wrapped in a rug, just laying on the floor. Everyone was telling me to calm down, but how could I have been calm? That’s when I started calling 911. Then all of these things happened. The first time I called, the person on the other end didn’t care and eventually hung up on me. The second time, the numbers on the keypad kept changing so I could never actually dial the correct number. The third time, it was some random person that picked up. Finally I asked to use someone else’s phone and got through, but it seemed like they didn’t care either. I woke up before I found out if I ever got through.

personal dream more like nightmare