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i want to be a sweet and friendly girl but there’s all this anxiety. and the horrors

and rage

yeah and also the rage

awake as shit just looking at images trying to understand anything

that’s enough emotions for a whole year. ciao

The earlier in the year you reblog this the better it gets

he lets me hit bc i say shit like ‘alas’

The idea of english as a mother tongue is so strange to me, in my head english is how ppl communicate when there's no way in common to communicate, so english as a mother tongue sounds a bit like idk email as a mother tongue ykwim? Like english to me feels like the stuff that's used to fill the empty spaces between languages

the real magic is to reveal the ordinary as the ethereal

in this new year I want you to be alright. I hope you move out. I hope you have enough money to feel safe. I hope you abandon shame and forgive yourself. I hope you get enough sleep and some good news. I hope you laugh a lot and the heaviness of the world eases a bit. I wish you to be alright.

“If it sucks hit da bricks” isn’t just a useful litany it’s also a skill you have to train. You gotta start with small stuff like leaving boring parties and refusing minor obligations to get the guts for the big stuff like quitting garbage jobs, cutting off a shitty relationship and getting out of a bad situation. Know what your time is worth

You deserve more than a maybe or someday.

i would like to spend the rest of my time loving things. so i will.