When Your Card Declines At Therapy So They Bring Out Your Mom In Her Early Twenties Pregnant With Her

does anyone else have this other self they’ve created in their mind that is not really exactly you irl but is more like what you want to be and has a life that continues in your head with like weird continuing daydreams but they’re not perfect or anything and wow i forgot where i was going with this

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God why do I worry about what people think of me

Like today I went to Target and there is a Starbucks in there. So, my mom and I just got some because we had a long day. And she knows I love Starbucks coffee. But seriously as we were walking through Target the whole time I was worried about what people were thinking of me. THE WHOLE TIME. Like 'oh that girl has Starbucks, how stereotypical' and 'She has Starbucks must be a spoiled little brat.' I feel so stupid.

isabelle i literally have no idea what you’re talking about

Girls who cry when they’re angry are angels

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oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? it’s okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacher’s back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didn’t. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i don’t want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too. 

one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.

I was jealous of july; summer storms.

05/10/2025

Hmm….

Squinting Intensifies

Is Horikoshi telling us something….?

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i want to go home pls you can take me home now