The Humblebug

i love having the hubris to go 'sure i'll try that, how hard can it be' about every creative skill under the sun. jack of all trades master of shit fuck but who says you have to be a master??? maybe i want to sew a mediocre plushie and code a janky mod and write a bland song. im having fun. im in my lane. im learning and im thriving.

*through gritted teeth* you are not a child taking a test with the purpose of getting the highest score, you are an adult trying new things and finding ways to enjoy your life, make mistakes, be a beginner, be mediocre, be where you need to be, be unlikeable, just. be.

This scene and this character are going to live rent free in my head forever. Bradley Whitford is a phenomenal actor, every expression, every intonation in this episode was gut wrenching. When he sees Nick board the plane you can SEE in his face that he knows what June has just given up. He knows firsthand the lengths June will go to save the ones she loves, even at the detriment to everyone around her. He knows what this means that she's just let Nick get on this plane. And I like to think that it comforted Lawrence in those last moments, to know that he wasn't alone, that she was willing to give up something precious just as he was. That they showed courage together, even in the face of all they would lose.

forever grateful i was simply too lazy to let the make up industrial complex get its hooks in me. I was just like im not doing all of that. im doing none of that in fact

the thing about having a job is i just don’t want to do it. Sorry

i would rather be doing literally anything else. to be honest and open with everyone

sorry for sounding too excited about my interests lol i forgot sincerity must give way to irony lest i appear as though i can find joy and positivity in a world you view through the lens of pure cynicism. my bad man i’ll make sure to mask my genuine happiness with a sardonic one-liner next time haha.

so. bad news. we have to keep going tomorrow. good news is that I’ll keep going with you

holding my beautiful life by the hand so it doesn’t get scared and run away

Strange and beautiful how one afternoon with friends equals the desire to live for a million brilliant years

i love that post thats like “never trust how you feel about your life after 9pm” that shit changed my life. every time i feel bad i look at the clock and i’m like Aha It’s 10:26 PM You Cannot Fucking Fool Me

Sooooo crazy to harbor hate for others when the point of life is literally reading books & learning the piano & appreciation of the body & being one w nature & sunset reflecting off bookshelves & laughing & friends & drawing & eccentric podcasts & music & WHIMSY

meeting someone who understands you so perfectly, who is so easy to be around is kind of a blessing and a curse because it awakens you to who you are what you need from others. and then you have to go the rest of your life looking for it and feeling it’s absence when you can’t be physically together anymore