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in bed with the lights off at 7:40pm big as fuck glass of ice water i don't care what happens to anyone or anything bye
"everybody experiences that" says mother who has the same symptom of the same mental illness
people are like "no one wants to work anymore" when every job application is like upload your resume and cover letter. okay now manually type out your resume and cover letter in our text boxes. okay now answer these 10 riddles. okay now take a rorschach test. okay now upload a photo of your childhood bedroom and explain the relationship between its layout and the adult you are today. okay now show us your youtube watch history. okay now define the color "red." okay now walk into a patch of poison ivy and take a selfie of you holding up a paper saying "i <3 ivy." okay now wave your hands in the air if you just don't care. that one was a trick to cull the applicants who don't care. okay now choose a loved one to sacrifice. great! thank you for submitting your application we will not be calling you
stop hating fat people. especially yourself. “oh I don’t hate fat people” okay then why do you act like fatness is a moral failing? being fat is just your body’s response to various factors in your life. it is morally neutral. if you’re unhappy, deal with the root factors of the unhappiness, not the fatness. your body is doing the best it can to get you through whatever you have going on. be kind to it and stop hating it
when you hate your own fatness and you verbalize it, everyone around you who is fat also hears that you hate them. you may not mean to, but people around you feel judged when you act like that. stop hating fat people
just because you can put up with it, doesn't mean you should
doesnt mean you have to
filled with existential dread. when will this end (the teenage girl experience)
it gets worse (the twenty something girl experience)
I mean yeah I carry a sadness that exhausts my will to live like a leach on my heart but I’m basically fine
(in tears) next year i will have so much fun!
im like when a girl consumes too much media but doesnt have enough real life interactions
the “i had a good time” factor still the unbeatable metric in deciding if media is good
find myself listening to music i loved years ago and i realize i still am her
having a quiet life is so.. underrated. i don’t mean it in the sense that people who’re open and loud and busy aren’t important, but when our culture has significantly put so much emphasis on the definition of success as fame, extraordinary accomplishments, greatness and importance and excessive wealth, i think there is so much power to be found in our own anonymity. in the silence of life. in not being constantly perceived, analyzed and performing for the world. in being able to take a walk, smile at strangers and just notice the world without all that noise. taking the biggest pleasure out of the smallest joys, like a cup of coffee or blowing out birthday candles. knowing that our lives don’t have to be a grand spectacle for others in order to have worth and cause a good impact.
your twenties are Not about saving money or networking. your twenties are about rinsing your heart in rice water. wearing big jackets. smelling night blooming jasmines. giving up on being sexy and embracing flaw and rot and thus inadvertently becoming sexy. planting cabbages and cauliflowers inside your internal landscape and making a garden in you instead of letting your internal landscape be a stormy sea tossing you around. cartwheeling in spirit if not person when you make a friend. and letting your eyebrows live a little.
reblog or reply with your love song. you know, the one that you think is what love sounds like
idols that u like but if u knew them irl you'd hate their guts for no reason just bc ur personalities clash
I think a lot about how we as a culture have turned “forever” into the only acceptable definition of success.
Like… if you open a coffee shop and run it for a while and it makes you happy but then stuff gets too expensive and stressful and you want to do something else so you close it, it’s a “failed” business. If you write a book or two, then decide that you don’t actually want to keep doing that, you’re a “failed” writer. If you marry someone, and that marriage is good for a while, and then stops working and you get divorced, it’s a “failed” marriage.
The only acceptable “win condition” is “you keep doing that thing forever”. A friendship that lasts for a few years but then its time is done and you move on is considered less valuable or not a “real” friendship. A hobby that you do for a while and then are done with is a “phase” - or, alternatively, a “pity” that you don’t do that thing any more. A fandom is “dying” because people have had a lot of fun with it but are now moving on to other things.
I just think that something can be good, and also end, and that thing was still good. And it’s okay to be sad that it ended, too. But the idea that anything that ends is automatically less than this hypothetical eternal state of success… I don’t think that’s doing us any good at all.