[michaelsydneymoore]

[fluentisonus]

remember in p.e. when they'd take a bunch of insecure teenagers & be like "today we're going to play basketball" and then not teach you how to play basketball. and then put you in a group with guys who were obsessed with basketball and would get mad at you for not knowing how to play basketball. why did they do that

[drops-of-universe]

sorry i was passionate & intense & insane. it will happen again

[the-lincyclopedia]

Is it just me or does having a positive interaction with a stranger scratch a very particular itch? I think it's the reassurance that the world is not split solely into people who already love you and people who never will.

[wosp-reactivated]

Mondays aren't that bad once you cannot tell days apart from eachother

[offshoreoilrig]

You need to touch saltwater

[mynorthernattitude]

they should make a sleep that feels like you’ve slept

[heartfairy]

I would love to unclench my jaw one day

[iwillbitenotongue]

knew from a young age that i was weird and unfixable

[theambitiouswoman]

[anartificialsatellite]

The older I get the more I admire people who are earnestly, genuinely into whatever their thing is. I know it sounds like an annoying cliche but unless you're being cruel or hurtful there is really no need to be normal about things. The dude with the bad fake accent at the renaissance faire is having the time of his life. The people having photoshoots with their fashion dolls are loving it. The old lady with a yard unreasonably full of tacky ass lawn ornaments is having a blast, HOA be damned.

Don't waste your time being too cool to have fun, y'know?

[datadegroove-deactivated2026042]

the power of a bowl of rice mixed with some fucking bullshit cannot be overstated

[ashstfu]

and in the next fifty years, you will ache and you will glow. you will fall in love with people who don’t stay and still carry their names like pressed flowers in the folds of your memory. you will eat meals alone and meals with people who make you laugh so hard you forget the sting of silence. there will be mornings you can’t get out of bed and nights where you walk home humming under a sky so wide it forgives you. you’ll cry in public and smile at strangers and sometimes it’ll be the same thing. you’ll hear a song that reminds you of someone you promised you’d never forget and you’ll realize you already have, a little. you’ll outgrow versions of yourself you once thought permanent and mourn them like old friends and still you will keep going. you’ll see sunsets that make your chest tighten. you’ll be held when you least expect it. you’ll feel the cold on your face and remember what it means to be alive. and it won’t always be gentle but it will be yours.

[treygotguap]

[tkkatherineblog]

[anxietyproblem]

[birthofnewlife]