who let me adult I can’t adult

btw I am doing it afraid

I love when people talk deep with me. when it’s not just a ‘what’s up’ conversation, it’s one filled with random thoughts and questions about the world. like genuine hopes or concerns. I love that deep weird shit, it gets to me

perhaps love and kindness are practices rather than feelings or states of being

People are so judgy only because they never faced the same thing. Most problems occur because of the lack of holding another perspective, no empathy and no interest or intellect to dive into the world of that other person.

I love being educated. I love learning & finding new things that intrigue me. I love knowing my brain is inevitably growing.

Would you speak this way to trees?

third base is when you both discuss your emotional trauma with one another