please document your life; take pictures and videos, keep a journal & record voice memos…the most insignificant moments will become some of your favourite memories one day.
hey. it’s ok to miss them. they were a big part of your life, and you had some good times. times when you were happy. it’s ok to miss that, to miss the good things, the fun things. knowing you deserve better doesn’t mean you’re not going to miss them. It’s ok. what’s not ok is how they treated you. remember that
if we connect, be it platonic or romantic, i prefer it be on some life long shit. i’m into connections that can stand the test of time, that temporary shit ain’t for me.
i was like 4 or 5 when i first saw coraline and i loved it. i mean, i knew it was supposed to be scary but somehow my scared-of-literally-everything ass wasn't terrified out of my mind. instead, it became my lifelong love.
being in your 20s is like im 17 and i don't know who i am. im 55 curled up with a book. im ancient. i've been here forever. i never left. i'm 5 years old and i'm lost at the supermarket.
every day is like. i wake up and i die and then i get resurrected and then i go through the horrors and i die again and i get resurrected again and i think to myself what was that all about. oh well it wasnt so bad. and then i feel normal and then i die again
happy october loves. i hope this month brings you good books, nice smelling candles, delicious coffe-or tea, whichever you prefer. i hope it brings you crunchy leaves and cool breezes, lavender skies and comfy boots. i hope you have a peacful month of love and good grades.