– the important thing is: we’ll support him no matter what. even if he’s a huge, huge nerd.
– oh, especially then.
welcome to the world, baby mac!

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– the important thing is: we’ll support him no matter what. even if he’s a huge, huge nerd.
– oh, especially then.
welcome to the world, baby mac!
for someone who loves sleep so much you’d think that i’d sleep earlier
I miss having a significant other - the feeling, the company, and everything that comes out of a relationship . Ugh 🥺 sad girl hours
it's summer and i'm not having fun. do you ever get that?
To tell you the truth, summer has always been my most nostalgic season.
The lead up to it, in spring - the times when days start to get longer, mornings, warmer. The association of freedom - of growth, of new experiences. The friend who leaves for five weeks and comes back with stories of the boy she met on the beach. The cotton shirts and bikinis that you are too shy to wear but wear anyway because that is what everybody else is doing. Later, looking at photographs of that day and feeling that something is wrong because you look different to everybody else.
For me, and for the longest time, summer was not freeing. It was exposing. It exposed everything that I wanted to keep hidden from the world; my perceived loneliness; my boredom with life; my discontent with my body and how it looked. It was a season where the sun became a spotlight and you either flourished or wilted to the ground. And, all too often, I found myself doing the latter.
So, yeah. I get that. I definitely do. My advice to you would be to identify what is holding you back from flourishing and start from that.
Someday I will have my own place. My world won’t be confined to my room. I will stumble sleepily through the house in the morning, opening the blinds. I will sit out in the backyard and look at the stars. I will go out whenever I want to. I will survive long enough to have that.
always remember that love will always come back to u. in a different form, different person, different hobby, different touch. but in any way, love will always come back.
don’t stare at the moon too long or else you’ll remember that nothing in this stupid fucking world makes sense
hey….,.,.. no offense but,,. i want someone to love and cherish me
CHRISTOPHER ROBIN dir. Marc Forester
“you make me hard but she makes me weak” the 1975 really said sex is great but have u ever been in love
due to personal reasons i’ll be rewatching all of john mulaney’s stand up specials as a coping mechanism
2.12.19
jr, college, spring semester. nothing is going the way i wanted to. i cant complain i make my own decisions. but like i feel as if i dont have as close friends in college as i should? my closest friend is graduating in a couple of months. i feel like i need a break and go home. i cant do that in the middle of the week especially with the schedule i have.ive officailly depeldge, lost the friends i made building up through this and in the process. ive disappointed so many. i need motivation. i need to feel validated. i need to feel as if im wanted here. i have a new plan. the days are getting longer. school / work/ practicum usually 8am- 4pm. do homework on campus or in a Starbucks 5-7? go to the gym 7-8. shower / free time/ idk 8-11. i feel like high school doubts me writing all this. it feels redundant. its funny.
virginity is a construct created by people: it doesn’t actually exist. another person is not powerful enough to change you. don’t let it be something that weighs you down
AZRA TABASSUM (or @5000letters)
from My Heart is Full of Open Windows;
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I’d call him late at night saying “go for a drive with me”.Love songs would be playing quietly,the street lights briefly illuminating his fingers as they traced mine.Those were our moments,where we found each other.We always found each other in the dark.His breath on my neck and his fingers wrapped around my heart,he had me.Then the music would end,his hand would lose mine,the silence would be so loud it hurt.We always found each other in the dark but I just wanted him to love me in the light.
Before January ends, I’m going to magically and extremely be blessed by the universe.
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