Oughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

running from my own life now

i'm really turning some time

looking up to the sky for something

i may never find

girl you have to stop mythologizing that one really good few months

I transitioned from a girl whose lips couldn't move fast enough. to a boy who the dance floor didn't love

I want to know what normal people feel like sooo badddd

love. love hard. love softly. love first. love last (even if you might regret it). love loudly. love quietly. love less (only when you have to). love more. love desperately. love carelessly. love openly. love behind closed doors. love your friends. love your family. love your lovers. love your pets. love the sky. love the moon and the stars. love sunshine and the flowers. it doesn’t matter what you do, just be in love with it. it’s what we’re born to do.

March 4, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

a belief i hold with fervor is that there is no collective “best” of anything, it’s all objective.

obviously some things can be measured by their success, or efficiency, or attraction, but the idea of greatness, or first place, is completely objective. everyone will hold different things to different standards.

i say all of this because i think most people who love believe that their love interests are the most divine humans on the planet, and i don’t think they’re wrong.

i think a bunch of people can be the most divine people on the planet if they’re just considered the “most” divine by one person, because love has no rules and we’re all in our own conscience anyway.

moral of the story is that everything and everyone is uniquely significant and loved among every individual and i think that’s beautiful, and if something is “the best” to you then it just is the best. because it’s you, and your life type shit

Am I even that mentally ill though lowkey

Like maybe it’s in my head

yeah, no ur good i don’t think romanticizing your misery and intentionally enabling yourself is making you worse at all dw

I think sometimes we become blind to the love we so desperately crave when it doesn’t come from the place we want it to.

The love was there, and is there, you just have to look beyond your desired horizon.