just barely surviving

26 • they/them • mentally ill • communist crybaby • many skills, but still sad •

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

[orithye]

[screenshot-thoughts]

Accept both compliments and criticism. Because a flower to grow takes both sun and rain.

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

[traversus]

Wake up and open your curtains. Your windows too.

Drink some tea or coffee, whatever pleases you. Notice every sip.

Have some fresh fruit and finish breakfast feeling full.

Stand outside and feel the air. Cool or warm, it will make you feel real.

Get some exercise. Yoga to soothe, running to breathe, lifting for strength.

Take care of your body. Have a nice shower and pamper as much as you want afterward. 

If you’re going to work, remember you have the chance to make anyone’s day or to ruin it. Act accordingly. 

Weed out the bad language. It’s only creating tension in your body and mind. Kind words are infinitely more appreciated.

Take some time each day to improve your mind. Keep reading that great book. Listen to an incredible piece of music. Practice an instrument or a skill. The progress is its own reward.

Pictures will help you remember how wonderful life is. But spend less time on your phone and more time seeing the world face to face. 

Go to sleep knowing that you have done well. Tomorrow is there with room to become even better.

-Notes to myself on how to become a better person this summer.

[guitarplayermrs]

[av0id-reality]

[landsccape]

[maviyenot]

[superkursunaskr]

[elizabethplaid]

"The Roses of Heliogabalus" by Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema

[maviyenot]

[maviyenot]

[mother-of-platypus]

This is how many bullets they shot on a fucking kid.

[perfectquote]

“There are some things about myself I can’t explain to anyone. There are some things I don’t understand at all. I can’t tell what I think about things or what I’m after. I don’t know what my strengths are or what I’m supposed to do about them. But if I start thinking about these things in too much detail the whole thing gets scary.”

— Haruki Murakami, A Slow Boat to China