i’m not acute but i’m a cutie

can someone invent a type of letting go that actually feels good instead of feeling like your soul is getting ripped out via large intestine

are we sure the only way out is through? like. are we sure we can't just. go around

there is no unlived life or alternative reality where everything went right…. there is only here and now what are you going to do with it

anne carson wrote beautifully about this: “i’m not saying move back towards life, i’m saying the future isn’t elsewhere. we’re locked in a spaceship, h of h, we have nothing but continuing.”

sometimes i feel so unlike myself for so long it feels like there isn't a self to return to

don't ever look up what your childhood friends are up to now!!!!!!!!!! like girl you're a nuclear safety engineer. i put on matching socks today. we played tag a thousand years ago.

there's no shame in continuing to live with your parents as an adult, but it does have an undeniable poisoning effect on your brain that you can't start healing until you live somewhere else

when kafka said ‘you wouldn’t believe the kind of person I could become if you wanted it’ and when brontë said ‘if you ever looked at me with what I know is in you, I would be your slave’ and when Sartre said ‘if I’ve got to suffer it may as well be at your hands’