C.P.R.

never stop being a good person because of bad people

I’m constantly torn between “if it’s meant to be, it will be” and “if you want it, go and get it.”

I can feel this, but only for a few minutes

It really drives me insane that I don’t know how people feel about me. Like am I nice??? Am I funny???? Am I mean???? Am I rude??? Am I obnoxious??? Am I dumb???? What am I????????????????????

I was doing public interviews and approached this older couple and asked them if there was anything they felt passionately about in the town. To my disappointment but no, to my surprise they highlighted the problem of homelessness. The complaint wasn’t the fact that these people face a daily struggle and should be given help. No, there problem was literally that they make the town look messy. I look for the older generations that aren’t ignorant but i cant seem to find them.

the less time you give trying to work out whether people give a fuck the more time u have to do stuff you were too afraid to do before

want to drive for hours with no destination but each others pants