With hope at last...

when i say im good at something i mean i suck slightly less at it than the other things i suck at 

reblog if you remember having to ration your text messages and accidentally opening the internet on your phone was the end of the world

you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life

real yearners miss shit that never even happened

‘bread is bad for you’ ‘rice is bad for you’ sorry im not subscribing to the idea that staple grains that have been integral to cultures for centuries are evil. i love you carbs

also part of growing up is realizing that the embarrassing music you liked in your early teen years still goes hard as hell

something i find frustrating about Life lately is how people just absolutely refuse to experience any discomfort. and i dont mean this in the boomer "wah kids have it too easy theyre all pushovers and pussies" way, but i mean people will go crazy over anything thats not totally 100% sanitised and comfortable and pure and whatever the fuck. a show has a sex scene and you dont like it? people used to just look away for a second and maybe cringe. now it's a whole thinkpiece. people would rather ghost their friends or let issues fester rather than ever address an issue in their relationship with them. they wont let their friends vent in case it makes them uncomfortable. like can you just buck the fuck up and let things be a bit awkward sometimes? it wont kill you.

in many ways being alive is about getting to have a little coffee every morning

i think i deserve $7,000,000 for everything i've been through tbh.

"all you ever do is complain" that's not true. I also resent.

i am not going to lie i quite enjoy talking to myself out loud like a weirdo

tangled is so underrated and in fact better than frozen & i’ll fight anyone about it

sorry im not giving into the cutting out sweet treats propaganda. life is hard enough