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
it’s safe to assume that at any given moment i want to go back to bed
academic self-regulation explained
I hope all of you find people who love you at your ruddest and worst
growing up in a neurotypical household, i sometimes feel kinda alone
but then i remember that i have friends who sort their m&ms by color before eating them and suddenly feel better
Ew dude gross, don't put your faith in me, I don't know where it's been.
i love you, whoever you are, even if you may not know who that is
you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day
“The aim is to balance the terror of being alive with the wonder of being alive.”
— Carlos Castaneda
i think the problem is that i forgive people before i even let myself be angry at them