your late twenties is like one of your friends is getting promoted, one of your friends is binge-watching an early 2000′s tv show, one of your friends is moving away, one of your friends is moving home, one just graduated, one just dropped out, one spends all day in bed, at least three of them are getting into crystals and alternative medicine, one of them is changing careers, one of them still “doesn’t know what they want to do with their life” and talks about starting a podcast, one of them is on sabbatical, and everyone’s tummy hurts but they’re being so brave about it

My brain these days is out of service.

if you’re meant to be with someone, it will work out. whether it’s next month or in five years, what’s meant to be will always be

lower-income people tend to be “hoarders” and richer people are able to do more “minimalist” living spaces. if u don’t have much, you will hold onto any little thing that comes across your way. you got a new tv, but you still keep the old tv because you know things can break. you keep extra boxes of macaroni and cheese lying around because there will be a week when you don’t have money for groceries. you hold onto your stacks of books and clothes for dear life. those are your assets. physical evidence of where your money’s gone. it’s hard to get rid of it. the bare wall is terrifying when you don’t have much.

Fuck. This makes so much sense and explains so much about me. I must have inherited this from my mum.

so I’d normally put this in the tags but it’s kind of a lot so just reblog this from OP to skip my commentary. But I dogsit for a family who is clearly LOADED. Their house is immaculate. High, vaulted ceilings, wood flooring, two chandeliers in one room. These things are fancy, right ?? I really don’t know, anything that isn’t tile or 30 year old carpet seems fancy to me. It also so… bare. Everything is organized perfectly, they have no excess. Their decor is extravagant and yet minimal - it is carefully and precisely executed. Nothing that doesn’t match the aesthetic sits in their living room. I tried to replicate some of it, but it’s just not possible. I have every book I’ve ever owned, my mom keeps papers upon papers, VHSs in a dresser, how do you just get rid of these things when you know you may not have the opportunity to buy them again? How must it feel to live in such orderly quarters where everything is replaceable?

This really locked into my brain when I was reading one of the declutter your space things and it suggested getting rid of duplicate highlighters and pens. /Pens/. It suggested that you needed one or two working pens, so if you had extra you should get rid of them. That was when I realized minimalist living was /innately/ tied to having spare money, because the idea was, of course you just went out and bought the single replacement thing whenever the first thing broke. You obv. Had the time and money to only ever hold what you needed that moment, because you could always buy more later.

there’s a nice article titled “minimalism is just another boring product wealthy people can buy” by Chelsea Fagan which i feel addressed lots of my problems with minimalism, you can read it [here]

receiving a package in the mail would fix me i know it

oh god no sensory experience compares to playing mancala. like the little stones. the perfect wooden wells. the satisfaction of the dropping noises. it’s like heaven

it really is all about love i think. like that’s our whole purpose

ALL weight talk including about yourself. That includes “I was bad today”, “Ugh I’ve gotten so fat”, obsessing over scales, etc. You might think you’re “helping” your kid by talking about weight to keep them “healthy”, but you WILL damage them in the long run. No matter how much I was put down about my weight from a parent, it didn’t encourage me to be healthier. It just made me hate myself.

Imagine you’re in NYC in 2002 minding your own damn business and Will Ferrell comes up to you dressed as an elf and starts screaming at you. Amazing they didn’t deck his halls right there and then

You guys just have to trust me on this one and click here okay?

You’re not going to bamboozle me into doing math with my own 2 braincells.