LET US WORSHIP THE SPINE AND ITS TINGLE

“Nobody can save you but yourself—and you’re worth saving. It’s a war not easily won, but if anything is worth winning—this is it.”

me: *wants to live a minimalist life with little to no clutter*

“The low-maintenance woman, the ideal woman, has no appetite. This is not to say that she refuses food, sex, romance, emotional effort; to refuse is petulant, which is ironically more demanding. The woman without appetite politely finishes what’s on her plate, and declines seconds. She is satisfied and satisfiable.

dad: what are you doing with your life? how are you justifying your existence? 

me on july 3rd: 

“Home is not where you were born; home is where all your attempts to escape cease.”

“I wonder how much of what weighs me down is not mine to carry.”

“the courage it took to get out of bed each morning to face the same things over and over was enormous.”

“It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.”

“You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.”

“I’m not everything I want to be, but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning.”