Cassandra.

here’s to all the things you survived quietly and privately this year

How lucky we are to experience boring, ordinary, uneventful days. Somewhere in the world, that kind of safety is unimaginable.

Even when someone does the smallest thing for me I never forget it. I appreciate everything.

Tumblr isn't social media, it's a habit. Like smoking. We're all gathering by the dumpster in the cold, reblogging posts.

People who are “meant for you” don’t usually require you to override your own nervous system to stay.

I’m not meant for chaos. I don’t resonate with raised voices, constant tension, or unnecessary back and forth. I don’t welcome anger in my spirit or anything that pulls me away from who I am at my core. I am gentle. I am loving. I move with intention. If something disturbs my peace or shifts me into negativity, it no longer has a place in my life.