[rai-r]

@mrs_sandy_bottoms/instagram

[tindomielthings]

koeklilian

[alonelyhouse]

Is it too much to ask for one stained glass window in my home?

[daugterofliterature]

drink your coffee. read your books. it's chaos out there.

[pastelparrotlet]

Try stuff. Put plants in your room even if you aren’t the best at caring for them. Attempt that dessert recipe even if it turns out ugly. Listen to that music you’ve been meaning to try for a while. The world is full of infinite sources of goodness and the best thing to do it to try and find as many as possible.

[slfcare]

Let your bad thoughts be bad thoughts and your bad feelings be bad feelings. Let "I feel so worthless right now" turn into "I want to do something that'll make me feel better" instead of "the fact that I feel worthless must mean that I am". There is so much power in actively refusing to tie negativity to the way you see yourself, without ignoring it altogether.

[thehungerwithin]

I think about writing you letters all the time. I think about reaching back out just to talk to you. It’s really sad. I’m really sad. I just worry about you a lot. And I think about the life that we had. I should probably start journaling much, much more.

[thehungerwithin]

SOS

I am not mentally strong enough to handle this chapter of my life. Somehow I’m supposed to manage maintaining my REAL actual real-life life (paying bills, keeping up with trends, trying to fucking better myself, dating, going to work, keeping up with friends) while I’m ALSO trying to get out of this hell hole and start my ACTUAL newer realer better life and create my future. What the fuck? This is so scary. I feel like I’m never gonna get there. Ever. I’m just gonna be stuck with this impossible job living in someone else’s house using their things. I hate this stupid fucking purgatory section of my life. Fuck this. It literally feels impossible. Maybe I’m just weak. 

Sometimes I miss my old life. Being a dog-owner. Summer barbecues. Farmer’s Markets on Saturdays. Fall foliage. Feeling secure even a little bit. But I mean, given the outcome, was it all fake? It doesn’t feel fake now. I miss it desperately. I wish even one part of my life was safe, secure, and stable. Everything is NEW and takes FIGURING OUT and I DON’T KNOW WE JUST HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE. I want to throw up and cry. Not even my family is the same. Not even my friends are the same. What a luxury to feel comfortable with being uncomfortable. To WANT to try new things instead of being forced to put yourself out there and try something new every day and face fucking rejection. No.

[sleepy-bebby]

[sativamargarita]

[thickness-protection-program]

We can't ibuprofen our way outta this one boys

[evilgirls]

i’ve literally never been more obsessed with a tiktok comment

[happyheidi]

winter nights. x

[redlipstickresurrected]

Gooroovoo aka Seog-gu Lee aka Lee Seok-gu aka 이석구 aka Gurubu (South Korean, b. 1975, Seoul, South Korea) - Untitled, 2014  Paintings: Acrylics on Paper

[whitepeopletwitter]

[thehungerwithin]

I haven’t posted on here in a while. I feel really sad about going back to teaching in the middle of a pandemic. I hate it here.

[minimalist-home]