i really should've listened to my gut feeling but i jump at the opportunity of being loved like a pathetic little dog jumping to reach the treat they will never get cause the person holding it is just trying to make them do dumb little tricks for their own entertainment
the brain craves the diet coke, the body despises it, what else is new??
you know better than anyone that everything is temporary. forever is just a hopeful plea, the base of our religion. but what to do with that knowledge? and how heavy it lays on my heart which still carries that child-like hope when it runs and skips in moments like these.
you have to let yourself feel the good things, even if they often feel too light, to implausible to be true.
even if you know they might be gone sooner than you think.
that's the hardest part, you still have to let yourself feel the good things.
Favorite Photos Friday
Misty mountain hike in Mount Rainier National Park
every time i start a new journal or any creative project i'm like, yeah i'm gonna do it pretty and neat and in a cohesive aesthetic because i always wanted to be the neat kid with the color-coded notes at school but i'm just not. when you go through my journals you can literally always see the point where i unravel back into the scrungly forest goblin that i am and it's so funny to me
hey guys can you develop more complex nuanced loving views of yourselves. thanks.
birthdays are so much fun because my brain is always like okay u have three options: cry, panic attack or feel numb and unreal the whole day