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@rubayia
we should talk more about how every decision you make as an adult leaves you with the same sensation you got at a friendâs house the morning after a sleepover when youâre the first to wake up. Itâs dreadful and a homesickness and loneliness and you want your cups and you want your comforter and itâs just you on your own trying to get through.
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November is all about taking afternoon naps and waking up disoriented from the realities
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haters will try to convince you that theres only two months left of 2022 but really we are still in 2019 in every way that matters. 2023 means nothing to me
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no, i donât have a âdream job.â i want to spend my days reading and writing and lazing in the afternoon sun. i want to bake bread and brownies and apple crumble. i want to grow my own vegetables and plant a rainbow of flowers. i want to be with nature. i want to be at peace.
every single time i care i get proven why i shouldnât care at all
And once the storm is over, you wonât remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You wonât even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you wonât be the same person who walked in. Thatâs what this stormâs all about.
- Haruki Murakami
Sheesh, why´re you such a crybaby?...
no one tells you how much of life takes practice. not just writing, painting, running, singing, etc, but practicing how to make friends. how to make the right ones. getting practiced at how to be a good friend, a good sibling, a good person. practice identifying when people havenât earned that. learning to recognize your right to rage and, eventually, how to offer mercy. so much of life is muscle memory, and iâve begun to realize there are so many more parts of ourselves to flex and stretch and strengthen than those weâre taught in anatomy lessons
