non omnis moriar

“i feel like i have no purpose” You are not a fixed entity. You do not have one grand, singular, constant purpose. As long as you have genuine intent behind your actions, everything you do serves a purpose. As long as you are truly present, you notice that everything contributes to a greater whole. You do not need to dedicate yourself endlessly to one practice to achieve a purpose; allow yourself to oscillate freely between them all. Experiment. You are not one dimensional: treat yourself as such.

@nayeons

Love not having a ”””fandom””” specific blog. Something new will just consume my mind and everyone has to accept it. My house

Brain fog is not an adequate descriptor, actually. Fog can be kinda nice and beautiful and ethereal and refreshing. The thing we’re describing is more like a brain BOG; everything moves slow like you’re wading through water, it’s clunky and heavy and you keep getting stuck in the mud. It’s uncomfortable and inconvenient and everything takes so much effort. You lost a shoe, probably.

it’s never a normal temperature anymore it’s always some fucking bullshit

death to nonchalance. romanticise your existence to an unreasonable degree. be gloriously delusional about how good it can get. inconvenience yourself for the sake of love. gush about your passions. get obsessed. get invested. be a fool for the right things. adore your people with your whole chest. devote yourself to something far greater than yourself. get dolled up for the most mundane activities imaginable. smile with your teeth. giggle shamelessly. kiss longer & slower. have a signature everything. accumulate hilarious stories. love so hard it rewires others’ beliefs about love. be someone God clearly had fun making. let people know they made your day. make someone’s day. take spontaneity seriously. send five voice notes in a row, because why wouldn’t you? leave people better than you found them. be so infatuated with your babies faces you take approximately 400 photos of them a day. gush. just gush!!

do you think the residents of saint marie know about how the cops do arrests for murder. like yeah man you can shoot your neighbor but if they figure it out the imported detective is gonna monologue about it before they take you in. yeah there's nothing you can do about it sorry. the other suspects are also gonna be there making horrified and sad faces