5 am

[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

Everyone is bloomscrolling in my beautiful internet garden

i was so fucking sad when i was 14 and now when i fold my laundry or see a pool of moonlight on the floor of my bedroom i know that miracles exist. i see love in everything. love sees everything in me too

It’s strange to think that long before I had a name or a heartbeat, I existed in some shadowed, elemental way. Women are born with all the eggs they'll ever have, and these begin forming while they're still in the womb. So when my mother was just a fetus, the egg that would become me was already inside her. That means my grandmother carried not just my mother, but the beginning of me as well. For a fleeting moment, the three of use shared one body, and went through life together, layered like nesting dolls.

And from a young age, i knew my favorite activity was obsessing over things

sorry i’m late. i was listening to the wind in the trees.

if it makes you happy it’s not stupid. if if makes you happy it’s not pointless.

Be a teachable individual YOU DO NOT know everything

if you look in the mirror right now you'll see a girl who is going to be okay

"how am i gonna be an optimist about this?" was actually the craziest thing to have in the chorus of a pop song

“Home is where the trees look normal” is the sweetest, saddest, most nostalgic truth I’ve ever heard.

at work a girl was looking over the tray of donuts and asked me which ones were trending it felt like i was in the matrix

piece of media you feel crazy about at formative age is truly like the hotel california. you can check out but you can never leave

one day, you will find yourself being loved by entirely new people and wonder why you were ever worried you’d never find them