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it’s always “how big are your tits?” and never “how ARE your big tits?”
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
GET ME OUT IF NEW YORK NOWWW😭😭😭😭
I FINALLY FOUND IT AGAIN
Get it… cause he’s Kenobi… okay I’ll leave, sorry if it’s already been done.
i’m just like sisyphus except instead of rolling a boulder uphill i have to wash my hair
fucking hate it when the stuff everybody says "actually works" does actually work.
hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.
hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy
hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it
hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently
hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love
horrible horrible horrible. hate it but i'm gonna do it tho
I imagine there are many people like me who fear going into dark areas, including basements or simply normal areas of your residence late at night because of a thought that persists in your mind which may be verbalized as the following: “this bears similarity to the start of a horror movie scenario.” And I must remind you of how foolish you sound! You make it sound like you have very limited knowledge of the scope of horror as a genre. Every conceivable facet of your life could serve as a horror movie scenario. that’s why I taught myself to be scared all the time
"rise and grind" okay uhhh rest and jest. bitch
wym i don’t know how to flirt? i literally tell you random and unimportant fun facts
The boygenius performance at white oak music hall in Houston photographed by @/madelynnscottphoto on insta
i fuckign queued this and forgot abt it and got scared cuz i thought i was hacked or smth. anyways happy june eleventh
reblog while its still true
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this girl does NOT want to work. she wants to go back to bed because she is sososososo tiredd. she wants no responsibilities either please.