it’s gotta get easier somehow

Imagine all the things I could do if I just did them.

i’m very self aware. which unfortunately hasn’t solved anything

congrats on the failure babe, most people don't even try

being in your 20s is thinking that you're finally getting your life together and then suddenly you take three steps back

just fucking around and finding out on repeat but on the plus side you learn a little bit more each time

forgive the version of you that didn’t know any better

forgive the version of yourself that knew better but did it anyway. forgive every version of yourself. we are constantly learning from our mistakes.

forgive the version of you that didn’t know what to do and could not have foreseen what the right choice was, if there even was one. forgive the version of you that made a choice and regretted it.

what’s crazy about being in your late 20s is that you’ve only been an adult for a decade and people are really out here believing your life is over

hey, I was just at "things got better" island and everyone there is talking about how excited they are to meet you

Hey yeah so this post literally kept me alive for like 6 months. Thank you. And OP is so right. Everyone on this island became my best friends. And guess what? Now they can't wait to meet *you* and they talk about you every single day.

i'm still holding out for the hope of it all

i have a lot of mental and physical demons to battle but i also have a lot of wanderlust which means my crash outs are never like "i should kill myself" and are instead more like "i should drop my life savings on a train ticket and leave this place with nothing but a backpack and a dream" . which i suppose IS better than suicidal ideation but is also a bit funny. dealing with mental instability like a disgraced historic businessman who flees to paris for a new life. a cry for help shaped like 12 firefox tabs all dedicated to reading travel blogs.

I feel like I'm just pretending to be human everyday

Actually you don’t have to pick an aesthetic. I think picking an aesthetic kind of kills your creativity and individualism. No one was supposed to fit inside a mood board. Don’t turn art into a performance. Your expression is supposed to be messy, and felt, and you, not for the algorithm. Your expression is meant to be whatever you love, not altered to fit in.