Oh, so women can’t dress how they want because men can’t control their sexual urges? When dogs can’t control their sexual urges, we cut off their balls.
I think I’m onto something here.
"Voldemort Umbridge Potter, you were named after the two worst people I know because frankly you annoy the shit out of me"
went for a walk today and ended up in Notre Dame Cathedral. It’s so weird that I’m within walking distance of somewhere I wanted to go all my life. I’ll never take any of this for granted.
Anyways… today was a beautiful day and I took a moment to stop and watch the Seine and listen to the street musicians and take in everything.
It really helped with clearing my mind.
Then I went in the Cathedral and there as Mass happening and I stopped to listen to the powerful music produced by the combination of choir voices and the massive organ high above.
I stopped to have a conversation with my Grandma, who is who I wanted to tell all about where I was to, but couldn’t really. Her absence kind of only hit me now, I guess. She used to live really far away so we only spoke from time to time, but we haven’t spoken since october last year and now it’s startng to hurt.
She was very religious so, even though I don’t believe in it, I joined my hands as if to start a prayer and spoke with her, my Granpa and Max.
It was really sad and great at the same time. When I was done I lit a candle for the three of them ‘cause I think they’d each have appreciatted that in a different way.
I’m glad I got out of the house today, even though I’m not feeling so great due to a synus infection. I should always remember moments like these when I’m too lazy to step outside, ‘cause we really should belive it about life being short. shouldn’t waste it locking ourselves in and letting our minds consume with worries…