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A Map of the Open Country of a Woman’s Heart D. W. Kellogg, c. 1833–1842

Messages to Past, Present, and Future Crushes

(via Shelf Life)

EMILY ASKED:

so there’s this guy. and my feelings for him grow with each day. we talk on a daily basis, during the two classes we have together, but were not particularly close. However, i feel like i know him..well enough to find everything about him as a person absolutely amazing. i can find the beauty everything he does and i never really stop thinking about him.

but hes been in a relationship for a very long time. but the only way anyone would ever know they were together was if they checked his facebook relationship status because theyre never together and he turns his back toward(literally) any sort of conversation about her. everyone ive told about my crush on him say that shes terrible to him and that they want us together. but im not really one for ruining a longterm relationship.

theres also another problem. he likes all of the same types of music as me(hardcore, metal) but he LOOKS like your average jock, and im a little punk kid and i LOOK like a punk kid. i cant help but feel like that would get in the way. So this crush is getting to be painful. i find something special in everything about this boy and he has no idea. this fact is beginning to bug me but ive no idea what to do. help?

Alright Emily, first let’s focus on the last part of your story. Here’s a question for you: Do you feel like you understand this boy even though you come from two very different worlds?

Because if the answer is yes, then I think I’ve heard this story before. You know who else had amazing communication despite dressing differently and having seemingly insurmountable obstacles? THESE GUYS:

To sum it up, Dathon (wrinklehead) is a Tamarian, an alien race that only speaks in allegories. When the Enterprise encounters Dathon and his crew they can’t understand each other. In order to facilitate interracial communication, Dathon beams Picard down to a planet where they have to go beyond words and work together to defeat a common foe.

Now, I’m not saying that your situations are EXACTLY the same. Alls I’m saying is that you might want to watch this clip a few more times and appreciate the special bond that happens when two people find a common language (in this case the language of extended metaphors and mythological references). Did Picard and the alien dude get hung up on the fact that they looked different and that one of them had very large nostrils and a wrinkly forehead? No they didn’t.

My advice for the “he has a girlfriend” part of your dilemma? Keep being his friend. Ask him about his relationship and find out exactly what the deal is there. If he’s in a shitty relationship he’ll hopefully realize that on his own and end it eventually. And once he does he might just fall for the person who’s been treating him with respect and who has impressive knowledge of Star Trek the Next Generation. YOU!

A.

"I recently spent the last day of summer at Wreck Beach, drinking cold beer, eating what turned out to be a poorly cooked Bavarian smokey, and watching the hippies cheer and dance the sun as it disappeared. It was a moment of sweetness followed almost immediately by convulsive vomiting. In some ways it’s a metaphor for the city: Vancouver looks like everything you ever wanted and yet somehow it produces a kind of unwellness."

Charles Montgomery speaks candidly about urban design, emotional well being, and puking in the last installment of my Painful Crushes Vancouver series. Check it out!

I “Huang” to be with you!

(Source: youmakemefeel)

Freaking Exhausting

dearoldlove:

How can a crush last 4 years? It’s freaking exhausting.

That thing where you think that maybe you’re cool

Until your crush maybe isn’t interested, and then you’re like, the LEAST cool person ever.

And he was totally digging me a month ago, but I was with a dope and now I’ve missed my goddamn window. *ultimate facepalm*

Kindly submitted by apocalypanties.

The Smell of Loneliness

The following story was submitted by Amelia Epp, artist, art educator extraordinaire, and all-around lovely lady. Read her fantastic blog here.

This past winter I was in between living situations, and ended up staying with my mom in family housing at Simon Fraser University for a month. In addition to being run-down, austere, concrete structures, the SFU residences are located on a campus at the top of a mountain, isolated from and at least 10 degrees colder than the surrounding city. Not surprisingly, this winning combination has not been a recipe for happiness in my life. And unfortunately, this was not my first experience with the dreaded SFU student residences - I had first moved into them about 10 years prior, as a first year undergrad.

Living on campus once again, I was constantly reminded of my previous experiences there. Rounding each corner on campus reminded me of encounters, routines, and emotions that I had long since forgotten. As I was walking down a cold, damp, concrete corridor one night I was struck by a distinct smell, which I remembered clearly.

More than any visual cue on campus, this smell conjured up in me the memory of the loneliness I had experienced in my first years at SFU. And more specifically, it was for me the smell of “I want a boyfriend”.  It was at this point that I was officially reacquainted with my rather shy and awkward 18-year-old self. I clearly remembered walking through the campus observing couples, channeling all of my wishes for friendship, companionship, and affection into the singular wish to find a boyfriend. 

It was a relief to move away from campus after my one month stint, leaving behind lonesome smells and awkward ghosts of past selves.
 
P.s. I am now happily married to a fellow SFU alumnus. I found him five years after my first move away from the SFU residences. We did not meet on the SFU campus.

-Amelia Epp