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people be mad at themselves through you.

you must make her proud 🥹

there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.

i love being up early but i love being up late. and i love getting lots of sleep. what now.

sometimes your distress does indicate you should stop and respect your limitations. at other times it's more of a baby aquatic mammal being introduced to water for the first time thing. Too bad the difference is so hard to tell.

the sun is setting at 6:30 pm and you're asking me if I'm ok?

i believe you can always get back to yourself. you can always soften into being again. no matter how long you might be stuck in a pattern of unhappiness, of being jaded, of feeling guarded from the world in some way. there is always a path back. give yourself a chance to find it.

“who hurt you” me dude I’m fucking dumb

Anyone else feeling incredibly trapped within the circumstances of modern life?