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Crawls into the gap between who you are now and who you want to be and makes a weird nest there out of your discarded selves.

has anyone else noticed they still havent invented a pocket dimension where time stands still where one can go to sort their shit out? so you just have to either try in this go go go ass world to find the time, or die unresolved? just something i've noticed.

if you fall from grace enough times eventually you’ll get really good at sticking the landing

I hope you find your way back to yourself. to the version of you that you miss, to a version of you that you recognize and identify with. I hope you meet happy again.

the day is gonna end anyway and your warm bed will be waiting so you might as well do the hard things and not let them ruin your day

this is unironically how I push myself to do everything I dread

I feel like something GREAT is going to happen to me. I feel like something WONDERFUL has happened. It hasn't reached me yet but it's on its way.

Look at you, you blooming into your most beautiful, ethereal, authentic, and divine self, you deserve it.

Ivan Aivazovsky (Russian 1817-1900), Among the Waves, 1898, Oil on canvas