Me last year: annoyed about how many cute bisexual women had boyfriends
Me this year: a cute bisexual woman with a boyfriend
almost home

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Sweet Seals For You, Always

Love Begins
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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if i look back, i am lost
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@spike-thoughts
Me last year: annoyed about how many cute bisexual women had boyfriends
Me this year: a cute bisexual woman with a boyfriend
I consistently wish I could send my therapist reels.
I actually identify as a snack. My pronouns are her/shey
Why didn't Sisyphus just stop rolling the boulder? He knows what's gonna happen. He knows no matter what he does, the result won't change. He must be exhausted from putting so much effort into something that can't end because someone else won't forgive him. Why can't he just let the boulder go?
— william wordsworth (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
I need to calm the fuck down
I like to write my thoughts down when I'm too afraid to speak.
But just putting them down on paper reminds me of my fear.
So instead I post my thoughts online.
So even if no one reads them, there's still proof that I was here.
Music is a language humans speak with our whole body and hear with our heart. Words are music's secondary form of communication. It doesn't just breathe air like speech does. It parts air like the Red Sea. The sound waves flood our bodies.
Today is one of the days that I feel I don't deserve my semi colon tattoo until I remember that I didn't get it as a prize for being well. I got it to remind me to make it through the day because my story isn't finished. It helps me get through days like this where I wanted to and didn't. And while I wanted to, I felt I didn't deserve my semi colon. And when I didn't, I remembered that I need it because I could've used it the day I did. I don't deserve my semi colon. I earned it. It was a gift to myself for a job well done at staying alive. And a prayer that I make that choice again. It did its job today. I'm alive and not bleeding. I earned it;
I'm picking my New Year's resolution in the Spring next year. The witches are right. March is a far better time to improve yourself. To renew yourself. Rather than January when your body thinks you should be eating and sleeping and reproducing, not forming new habits. Your lizard brain is happiest in January when you're curled up with your loved ones, putting on holiday weight and taking it easy. That's why we get depressed in the winter. Our body is tired and doesn't understand why we're trying to work. In the Spring, we get a burst of energy as the sun comes back and there's more oxygen cause the trees have leaves. That's when our body is most susceptible to forming new habits. Then when winter rolls around and you're getting tired and depressed, you've gotten the habit down to routine so it can help you when you're depressed. I want my new year's resolution to serve me, not the other way around. I want to actually improve myself and I can't do that when my body is in need of rest. When my brain has less oxygen and is forming less connections. All it does is make me feel guilty so the resolution doesn't even do what I want it to which is make me happier and make my life easier. So yeah the point is, I love being a witch.
I can't pick which Noah Kahan song I relate to most right now. The whole thing. The whole album. I want to go home but I don't know where that is. I'm stuck between my past and my future but I don't feel present. I miss someone who isn't gone. I miss someone who's never existed. I need to leave but I can't so how do I move forward? The car's in reverse, I'm gripping the wheel. It won't be by my own volition if I step foot outside this town. I'm just getting stoned and kicking rocks.
My best friend and I take turns being depressed because one time we both were at the same time and it just didn't work. It's more efficient if just one of us is in a place of mental decline
I don't understand why the idea of soulmates is limited to romantic relationships. Who says my red thread of fate can't be tied to my best friend? Why must my body entwine with a person when my soul already has?
idk I just personally think that getting chills from music is the best part of being alive. like when a song is so good you can feel it in your whole body. that's why I'm here.