"damn I'm Crying Over An Insect" "why Am I Having Such Strong Feelings Over How The Sky Looks" "it's

burn out

i can’t remember what six year old me was wishing for throwing coins in the fountain and blowing on dandelions but i hope the person i am today was at least one of them

i actually think i'd do great in a time loop. this shit is awesome

i keep thinking about how it feels as if we have developed ourselves an obsession with "healing" these days – and a friend said something that really stuck in my head – "if you're part of a community where you're always trying to heal, then that means that you always need to be sick". like i think that we're all taking this ideal of healing too far saying that everybody needs therapy all the time and resetting your gut biome or surrounding yourself with positive energy or whatever it is that you can come up with. you're always focusing on something that is "wrong" and that needs to be eliminated, after which everything will be okay again. it all sounds like just another way of maintaining an illusion of control over your life and i don't think it's doing us any good

i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here

please do not ask me what my plans for the future are, im quite literally still not convinced that i am even a real person

Alison Bechdel wrote this book and chose violence

every tumblr user: despite the fact that no one views or cares about my blog, i will continue to spend the majority of my life updating it