- ̗̀hayls ̖́-

Everyone’s fucked up. You’ve just gotta decide what kinda fucked up you’re into.

And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.

Shoutout to all the shy, introverted, empathic, socially awkward souls who are pushing past their comfort zone to share their gifts with the world.

I will calm down and clear my head. This situation is stressful but it still is solvable.

psa

Dont let someone who didnt completely fall in love with your weirdness let you believe that someone else isnt capable of loving all you are.

Don’t be so hard on yourself if you find that there’s too much on your plate, for one can only take on so many things at once. One can only accept so many challenges to overcome at the same time. So please, be patient with yourself.

“The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.”