searching for that fine line between “i need to stay informed” and “i can’t take any more of this.”

mandarin clementine tangerine whoever named the citrus family did an amazing job

Small changes to your daily life are just as valid and important as large sweeping ones. Do what you can and don’t beat yourself up for not being perfect at it. Progress is not linear.

i want to cultivate a home that is so full of love

tea isn’t just a drink it’s a handwarmer it’s an experience it’s a love language it’s a friend it’s

"Weird energy in here today" I say, referring to the inside of my brain.

Sometimes the thought of being alone is easier than being with the wrong person. I’m already broken, tired, and alone. I don’t need more brokenness, more tiredness, and more loneliness in a marriage.

i’m always so flattered when bees buzz around me. sorry miss, i’m not a flower, but it’s very sweet that you thought i was

I am 1% human and 99% tired

how is there so much going on inside of my head but aIso literally nothing

I hate texting, come watch the moon with me.

if you woke up late, your morning didn't go well, something unexpected happened at the beginning of the day and you are now sad and worried your day will be wasted, don’t worry. take a deep breath and start with where you left off. you can always start at any point of the day. you can start getting your life together at 5PM in case you were too tired and sleeping all day long. please don't give a bad 20 minutes or so of an incident the power to dictate the rest of the day. you dictate the energy you want. start wherever you want. rest when you need to. you got this ♡

the weird thing about growing apart from friends is that you can never fully be rid of them. i don't think once about the girl i promised to never lose contact with for weeks at a time but whenever i see a certain book series i'll think about how much she loved it. i haven't talked to my old friends from camp in months but i'll never not like their pictures when they come up on my feed, and i'll never not like the friends themselves either. and it stings a bit when a boy i used to talk to for hours doesn't say hi to me when i see him in the cafeteria but whenever i see a supermarket cake i'll remember the time in middle school when i brought one to school for his birthday and he ate three slices and told me it was the best cake he'd ever had. you can pull away from friends but never fully break apart. the process of growing apart has a beginning but never an end

The ethnic urge to pay for everyone’s food