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I am the first person in my bloodline to have a blog.
It’s crazy how low self-worth fucks with peoples lives
“What will I be if I don’t graduate/don’t get a promotion/don’t get my shit together/don’t make this relationship work?” You would be a perfectly normal human being who is inherently valuable and who possesses many talents and good traits
“What if I fail even when I tried my very best?” The world keeps turning and you will find many other things you will succeed at.
SUNSET AFTER 7PM NEVER KILL YOURSELF
thinking about that one quote that’s like “to love someone forever is to hold thousands of funerals” or something
my favorite thing is the concept of best friends. like i like you so much that i very much just enjoy doing nothing in your presence. also. i would go to the end of the world for you. i’m totally normal about my best friends.
nothing compares to locking eyes while laughing. as if we both needed to document this moment in our minds.
i live by the philosophy that i pick my battles. i remain silent until i can no longer. i give no reaction to an attack, no satisfaction to an aggressor. if you want me to fight, you’re going to have to fucking earn it.
we live so much of our lives in a world that doesn’t make sense, so you have to live it according to what makes sense to you. even if it’s only you.
i have got to go missing
i say "godspeed, soldier" way too much for someone who puts their faith in neither god nor the military
Good morning, you have to be the thing that saves you
wish i could go missing for a little bit and no one would freak out and then i could come back and they'd be like "did you have fun going missing" and i'd be like "yeah, thanks" and then i could do that every couple of months or so and it wouldn't be a big deal
cats would be so fucking upset if they understood they were missing out on the ability to lie verbally
once again gripping my sink in the mirror repeating: call me whatever you like. i am what i must be. call me whatever you like. i am what i must be. call me whatever you like. i am what i must be. call me whatever you like. i am what i must be. call me whatever you like. i am what i must be. call me whatever you like. i am what i must be.
i once said to you “if you notice, everyone is really just waiting for their turn to talk.” we laughed about how true it was to us. but actually, i’m always waiting for your turn to speak.
post-post clarity when you're looking at your post on the dash like who gives a fuck. delete