très lointaine.

THIS ONE FUCKING WORKS. REBLOG IT.

this for real fucking works

*sees anyone interacting with anyone other than me* wow I guess you just forgot all about me. I guess it was all just lies and I read too much into it but I actually thought you liked me? what a fool I am

i wish people would normalize being lost in life and just not knowing anything. not knowing what you’re passionate about, where you want to live, what you want to do, where you want to go— or what lies next. as a society, we normalized going to school, finding a passion, getting a job, finding a partner, getting married, having kids, working hard to earn an honest living. but what about when shit just doesn’t go that way? you really just don’t know. and what’s even worse is, you don’t know why you don’t know or even where to start so you feel alone. you feel as though you’re a disappointment to your family. as if you failed in life. but you haven’t, it’s okay, to not know. to be lost. you have your whole life ahead of you to figure things out. patience is a virtue. there is no time limit on life. you don’t need to rush. don’t allow society to fixate the narrative of having all your shit together at a certain age. it isn’t realistic for most. being lost is so much more normal than we think. and i just wish people would be more transparent about it.

the feminine urge to ignore my own problems by reading books about other people’s problem because at least those aren’t real

My toxic trait is that there are so many things I want to try and be good at, but I hate being bad at something, which is inevitable when learning a new skill. If I'm not perfect at something on the first attempt, then that's it, I don't want to do it anymore.

Have you ever seen brown eyes in the sun? You don’t always notice it at first but you’ll see that ‘brown’ no longer describes them. They melt into golden rays, circling an eclipse. There’s nothing boring about brown eyes, not even when the later hours encroach; they just turn into a sunset of their own. 

biting is a love language. no i will not elaborate.

i’m beyond human validation. it’s not enough. i want a fucking thumbs up from the stars