it’s jarring to think about everything i put up with romantically vs where i am now. simultaneously, i wonder where those people may be in their lives… like i don’t love them. i don’t know them anymore. but some version of me loved some version of them once upon a time. we were each other’s world just to become nothing. do i ever cross their mind like they do mine or am i simply nothing now? like a speck of the past to be forgotten with old love that bears no weight to their heart anymore? so many thoughts that spiral into an unanswered conundrum.

I bring a real 'actually people who are pregnant do deserve some special consideration because they are effectively at least temporarily disabled if not permanently after some complications' vibe to the party that a lot of people don't seem to like

I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive

I have had a lot of evil people say to me that nothing taste as good as skinny feels and every time im like no im pretty sure food tastes really super good actually

i’m begging you guys to read a book and at this point i don’t even care which one

must feel so good to be soil absorbing rain

i think i have felt so much embarrassment in my life that i almost transcend it at times. like when youre so so pissed off about something that you reach a state of eerie calm

[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over