May I be released from wanting anything that isn’t meant for me.

its really comforting to know that all the times i was at my lowest and loneliest in the past the whole time i had my self in the future and present who had survived those things looking back with love and tenderness and wishing desperately to offer comfort…i am my own guardian angel and i can use that knowledge when im struggling now and remember that somewhere there is a version of me that has survived this and is watching me with love and pride and joy in her heart

My kink is not opening messages and pretending theyre not there

so like everything is real and we just have to deal with it huh

girls can talk to me for free.. men? pull out ur wallet bitch

me, at 3 am, in the middle of yet another personal crisis: i need to learn 2 instruments, 1 craft and 5 languages. immediately.

back in that casual “i want to erase all evidence of my existence” kinda mood again

me: *is a living train wreck*  yaaas!!! stay hydrated guys! life is so beautiful we are all beautiful always smile at strangers and eat healthy :)

me: *buying more makeup* I live for temporary material satisfaction also when will I die

I have so much love and respect for women who are honest about their own loneliness but also find the good in it like when audrey hepburn said “I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel” and when charlotte bronte said “I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself” and when jenny slate said “I think I’ve come to terms with the fact that there will always be a ribbon of loneliness running through who I am. But that’s why I want to do comedy, and why I want to connect with people. You can use that ribbon to be a part of a finer tapestry, or you can choke yourself out with it! Your choice!” and when mary oliver said “whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh & exciting - over & over announcing your place in the family of things”

I just keep getting prettier and prettier