another night on mars

im always like hehe im so smart i will avoid shame by never doing anything ever but then i feel ashamed of not living and it turns out i didn't escape any sort of discomfort i just traded it in for a less rewarding kind

Do things with fear. And make that phone call. Make that video call. Reach out to that person you have been meaning to. Go inside that store that intimidates you for some reason. Put your hand up and give your opinion if you have something to say. Literally, do it even with the fear, otherwise you never will. I'm holding your hand and rooting for you. GO GO GO.

i went to a tiny counterserve diner once and accidentally poured sugar instead of salt all over my hashbrowns and was eating them sadly anyways. the waitress took them away and started making me another one and I tried to protest, but she just snorted and said "we're not catholic here". now every time i'm doing something painful out of obligation i think about how that is not repenting, this body is not a catholic establishment, there is no nobility in suffering.

everyone should try and make art every day I think

You don’t have to do it forever all the time though. I’m talking like. Little things. A sentence in a book or article or fic. A sketch of a drawing. A stitch of knitting or embroidery or sewing. Making Rice Krispie treats. A single photograph. Something small. Something yours. Because the world is a better place when you yourself make something with your hands because you’re the only person that can make it the way you make it and that’s special and wonderful. It doesn’t have to be big it just has to be

there’s something so fucking magical about bookstores and libraries

please be nice to me, i'm in my twenties. do you know what that does to a person

i'm a simple girl: i see sunlight on the water, i find god

i hear the laugh of someone i love, i find god. the setting sun fills my room, i find god. i eat fresh strawberries off the vine, i find god. someone rests their head on my shoulder, i find god.