not much

growing up really is scary, deep down I’m still the same as when I was 16 and with no idea of what to do or how to start. and I’m stuck in my head while life goes on

I don’t care if I have already reblogged this a million times. I’m going to continue to reblog it every time I see it on my dashboard.

he’s greasy! he’s ugly! he’s soooo pretty! he’s fruity! he’s a bastard! he’s the love of my life! he’s my worst enemy! 

Normalize not forcing people to choose you. If they think they can find better elsewhere – let them. Respectfully.

But don't ever think of coming back

it can be tempting to live your life like a prequel. to live as if you’re setting up your own story.and once you lose the weight, once you have the money, once you graduate school, once you’re in a real relationship, once, once, once. then finally, you’ll begin to live, and everything you do up until that point is some kind of half-life, some unimportant foreword you can skip. don’t do this. inhabit your life completely. sink fully into the wealth of your existence. the power to manifest is in the fearless owning of who you are, so that you can shape where you’re going.