“This body had carried me through a hard life. It looked exactly the way it was supposed to.” - Veronica Roth, Carve the Mark

idk about you but im trapped in a brain that hates me and im exhausted

I think it’s beautiful how every action we take is an act of hope. Taking a shower: hope that I’ll feel clean and refreshed as I start the day. Washing berries for lunch: hope that they will taste good and that they will give my body the nutrients it needs. Studying for my classes: hope that I’ll learn something valuable, do well on my tests, and achieve my goals. Going to sleep: hope that things will be better in the morning. The simple act of doing anything is proof that we have some hope for the future.

love is so embarrassing . also the only thing that matters

Being 20+ is basically a constant question of “am I doing enough” and the answer always being a solid ‘no’