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Sometimes you just have to say to yourself, I’m going to let myself be happy today, I’m going to have a good day and not feel guilty or worried or undeserving of it. And I don’t know what will happen tomorrow, but that’s okay and that’s okay and that’s okay because I’ll deal with it when it happens and that’ll be okay too.

blossomfully

bakwaaas

ashstfu

whispering “no” while reading a book because you know that the character's about to make a fool out of themselves and kill you with second hand embarrassment

mal-studyblr

july 28th, 2022 || i should be studying

liquidlightandrunningtrees

“Deep down, all the while, she was waiting for something to happen. Like a sailor in distress, she kept casting desperate glances over the solitary water of her life, seeking some white sail in the distant mists of the horizon. She had no idea by what wind it would reach her, toward what shore it would bear her, or what kind of craft it would be – tiny boat or towering vessel, laden with heartbreaks or filled to the gunwhales with rapture. But every morning when she awoke she hoped that today would be the day; she listened for every sound, gave sudden starts, was surprised when nothing happened; and then, sadder with each succeeding sunset, she longed for tomorrow.”

— Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary

thedoubteriswise

so much of being an ok person is just 1) not panicking, 2) not taking things personally, and 3) not letting the vindictive gargoyle that lives in your head tell you what to do. this sucks because brains love doing those things

theselfcarelifestyle

You can spend lots of time learning and growing and still not know the answers. You are not obligated to find the solutions to every problem. It doesn’t make you any less wise or healed. You don’t need to have every explanation, every remedy or response.

yourbigsisnissi

A part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. The older you get, the more mistakes you’ve made, opportunities you’ve missed, people you’ve disappointed. And every day you have to remind yourself to be kind and forgiving of yourself. You accept and love the you from the past and understand that it’s all a part of the process. Then you move on and live your best life, knowing now as old as you feel today, you’ll never be this young again.

ritikajyala

I was a gifted child. Until I wasn't. I was the golden girl. Until I couldn't burn anymore.

My parents expected me to build wings of gold and fly further than anyone could ever try. I don't blame them, having a child to raise is like sculpting a clay pot, you can shape it the way you like, paint it the colour you fancy. To raise a child is to play God. To raise a child is to be God.

But to be a child is to fall, to make mistakes, to fail. The thing about being too bright at an early age means you burn out by the time you're 16 and suddenly the world around you becomes more gray and terribly, terribly lonely. The fire is never warm enough, nothing is ever enough. And one day you find yourself begging to a godless sky, begging for a new spark.

I was a gifted child once. I was the golden girl. And one day, I burned out.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire

blossomfully

It hurts a lot more than I could ever have imagined and I just keep replaying how we managed to slip apart. I’ve been clinging on so tightly but it just doesn’t feel right anymore.

We’ve become strangers, and I can’t even begin to remember how it began. How did you manage to replace me so quickly? Have you forgotten everything we did together?