hope

honestly i kind of need school bc it keeps my life together. i see friends everyday, get out of the house, sleep normally, and remember to eat dinner

you put it in words

tired in the streets, asleep in the sheets

Does anyone else love bad weather? Like the kind that’s loud and dark and draws attention to its self like pounding rain drops and thunder and lightning that seems just so close. And you can sit near a window and it’s dark outside and maybe you’ve got a candle lit or a lamp and it’s so warm inside and you’re wearing you’re favourite sweater and watching a good show or reading a good book and it’s beautiful outside the rain and the clouds and the sound of it all and you’re just so content and cosy and happy

90s babies we’re getting old

My life got better when I accepted that sometimes shit just doesn’t work out. You aren’t always going to get the job, the partner, the class, the internship or whatever else you care about. Sometimes shit hits the fan and you have to be okay with that. Every time your life falls to pieces you can’t hit the floor, you gotta get your shit together, let out a little cry and keep going. Like just bc shit doesn’t work out does not mean life is going terribly, it just means it wasn’t meant to be at this time and that’s A o fucking kay.

lol i hate how easy it is for me to break down. it’s like im back in high school. gross. grace can u not. what happened to bold and fierce you?

update: one of my very close friends made me realize that i wasn’t at fault and helped me through it. <3 

je suis sick of this shit