Nothing of substance

i hope the anonymous person who sent the "i used to live in your house. i'm drunk in boston and it's the only address i know. happy holidays" postcard is aware that they wrote my favourite poem

I know that one day, when you’re finally in the place you’ve dreamt of, you’ll look back at this period of your life and feel so grateful that you held on and didn't give up.

Being slow in life is fine. Taking longer to figure life out than others is not a bad thing. Lots of super successful people were late bloomers, who knows what amazing things you could accomplish once you heal more.

kafka had his diaries, didion had her notebooks, plath wrote in journals, and i have my tumblr blog

if cuttin me off benefit you in any way then handle ya business

the craziest thing about being alive is that you have to live with other people’s interpretations of you

wanting time to pass because life is hard to deal with at the time vs the never ending anxiety over the passage of time

being in yr 20s is like every day is a Try Not To Spend 40$ Challenge and i keep losing