don’t forget to be really stupid and weird at school, or work, or simply in the comfort of your home today
(via acitybythelightunited)
Ohhhhhj so the childhood self doesn’t disappear forever they come back as a ghost when you are struggling to break into adulthood and sit with you during your lunch break so you’re not alone. Alright
(via saigatatarica)
“The shame of it was they both loved each other, but they were both too young to know how to love.”— Antoine de Saint Exupéry, The Little Prince
life is so good when ur reading a book and taking it w u everywhere like your little child
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If it wasn’t a struggle, did you accomplish anything? – Michael Lipsey
i respect people who want to keep their menstruation to themselves but i have to make it everyone’s problem. Literally if it was socially acceptable to lead every conversation with “I’m menstruating” i would.
(via capricornsister)
okay i understand the weird dirt inside of that vase was actually the ashes of your departed paw paw, i think its weird to immolate your poopaw instead of giving him a proper burial but i guess your family is poor or something so whatever, I wish you would see from my perspective because i genuinely thought i was doing you a favor by dumping out your vase- urn, sorry- and i really needed a ceramic vessel to soak my moon cup, other materials will leach toxins into the silicone, and my previous ceramic moon cup soak vessel was made by a local artist who i recently learned identifies as pansexual- im bisexual myself and i really cant support that sort of thing- i get that this is a sentimental thing for you but like for me this is an issue of my principles and bodily autonomy, so i really don’t appreciate that you’re making such a big deal out of it, i’m the victim here really- the urn is ugly anyway
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Perfectionism is a self destructive and addictive belief system that fuels this primary thought: If I look perfect, and do everything perfectly, I can avoid or minimize the painful feelings of shame, judgment, and blame.
Brené Brown
I just want to disappear
into this universe.
Be the sun and the sand,
the wind and the water
moving aimlessly.
I want to be the dance
between the earth, the sky
and the waves.
Be the energy that holds
everything in its place.
And then I just want to appear
as a tiny human being
and open my eyes
and open my heart
to see myself.