I'M NOT A SELF HELP BOOK, I'M JUST A FUCKED UP KID

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accept, adapt, move on.

best sleeping conditions: freezing fucking cold room but layers and layers of blankets 

me: does a face mask, buys stuff, pretends like i don’t have moderate to severe depression and an overwhelming sense of emptiness in life 😎

The need to be right, to diminish another person in order to gain a greater sense of self, is a subtle kind of violence. If we gain our sense of identity from this process, we will perpetually be looking for conflict and enemies, subconsciously surrounding ourselves with negativity, compulsively bringing pain to ourselves and those around us. We’ll always be looking for the next problem, the next argument. To define ourselves through conflict in this way is to forever deny ourselves peace.

idk why anyone would be interested in me romantically i literally watch netflix, complain, and wear the same four to five outfits with different mixes and matches all the time

When you realise grown ups aren’t as grown up as you’ve always thought, you’ve grown up