the old gods are dead

cant wait to start feeling normal again I think to myself knowing that i have not once felt normal not at all my whole life not ever

going for long walks alone is probably the closest thing we have to a cure for the human condition

are you hot or mentally stable

soon: comfy sweaters, hot beverages in cups, leaves crunching under your feet, drops of rain against the window, reading your book in bed

when hayao miyazaki said that true love was two people inspiring each other to live…recognizing just how hard living is, putting one foot in front of the other every day, how easy it is to lose our passion for it…… that’s the real shit

i know kindness exists because i am kind

guy who ends his prayers with “or whatever.” instead of amen

I think kafka’s diaries are the strongest evidence that journaling is not necessarily good for your mental health