Image description: A flat textured rock with the text, "mostly I want to be kind".

Maybe I have to savor cups of coffee, soak in the golden light of sunsets, get lost in the arms of my friends, in their laughter. Maybe I have to live in the moment and let the past go. Maybe I have to let go of the idea that there is anything in the world that fills the void, that gives me back all the things that I’m missing because there isn’t. I am only truly fulfilled when I am grateful for everything that I already have. Maybe I need people more than anything else. People who understand me. Maybe I have to feel the rain with every inch of my body. Maybe I have to memorise every kiss, every look into my eyes. Maybe I have to remember their eye colour and the way they said my name. Maybe those are the things that make me feel truly alive. Maybe it’s rainy days, maybe it’s listening to old songs that make me feel nostalgic. Maybe it’s days spent in bookshops and cafés. Maybe it’s buying fresh flowers. Maybe it’s hot cups of coffee early in the morning. Maybe it’s falling asleep to the sound of rain. Maybe it’s nothing I own, maybe it’s experiences, maybe it’s memories.

I just tend my garden (this tumblr) and mind my business.

read an amazing phrase today “what is meant for you will not require you to abandon yourself to reach it”

My five year plan is to just see what happens

don't be mean to yourself that's you

you live there

don't shave your legs this summer HOLD THE FUCKING LINE

things will work out + it’s still early + not everything is lost + trees