Some Place Good

people with siblings: how do you feel about them?

re-read the books of your childhood. there are fragments of your soul scattered through them.

did you sleep well tonight? (I love you) we should do this one day (I love you) did you eat? (I love you) I brought you this because it's your favorite (I love you) have you taken your vitamins? (I love you) I made this for you (I love you) did you get home safe? (I love you) I made you some tea (I love you) how's the project that you're working on? (I love you) don't forget your umbrella (I love you) take my scarf (I love you) I'll wait with you (I love you) I'll wait for you (I love you) (I love you) (I love you)

And for the lady, perhaps reassurance without having to ask for it?

My heart busts a nut every time someone tells me they saw something and thought of me

get in loser we’re gonna try again despite it all

i need to forgive myself for everything by this weekend so i can start fixing my life from next week

worrying is like worshipping the problem

and brother i’m on my knees

[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over

its probably a normal sign for the economy that all of my adulthood fantasies are like "imagine having your own kitchen living room and bathroom to decorate" "what if i could get on a train" "maybe one day i could purchase a sturdy pair of shoes" "i should save and invest in a single bicycle"

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

u guys omfg can we try feminism again. can we breathe life back into feminism's wounded and perishing body like OMFG she's dying...

One of my favorite things about loving someone or developing a closeness or fondness towards someone is also loving and developing a fondness for the things they care about. When you learn to see the world in a new way, or you learn to appreciate the things you’ve previously overlooked, or they become your excuse to get into an interest you always thought was cool but thought you didn’t have time for. When a connection makes your world bigger and warmer and fuller and more beautiful.

"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry