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On Isolation

found footage horror film

agitated girl: mike put the camera down

mike: He ha why its a home movey

new transfer student

teacher: why dont you indroduce yourself?

unfolds my one angel wing and one devil wings (looks around the room)

class: *gasp*

shy girl: *blushes and looks Way*

current mantra

Yes you

there is no old self to get back to there’s a new u to create n nurture

when it’s really bad again and it’s still way better than it used to be but it’s still really bad. and you do all the right stuff and you try and try and it still really hurts but it’s working but it still hurts and you go see the beautiful majesty of nature and your soul is so close to being at peace but your mind is still in pain. and it’s better but it’s still bad. and the sun is setting.

literally though if you feel like your life is slipping through your fingers and every day goes too fast… try doing hard things, not just taking the easy route, like reading and making art and exercising and cooking a meal from scratch and journaling, doing these things without distraction, without being absorbed on a screen… the time will stretch and you’ll be reminded that life is long and beautiful if you make it so.

you dhould be your own person. you are so young and insecure. at this rate you will never be able to find the cup or the scepter

what

it's been one of those weeks pass me the thinness of my life quote

“do you write for work or just for fun” none of the above. this activity is neither profitable nor enjoyable

Having your main anxiety response be Avoidance is crazy cause you'll think you're chillin and then one day you're like waitttt I've been paralyzed with fear this whole time. Damn

this is my favorite genre of post

If life is a never ending loop of dirty dishes and laundry then that means life is a never ending loop of home cooked meals and comfy clean clothes

executive dysfunction is literally like. ive had a random dollar on my floor for two weeks and i dont know when ill fit it in my schedule to pick it up. people dont realize this

*in a fake body cast, interrupting your conversation* i just think its cruel how not one of you has mentioned my… condition.

"you should be at the club" I should be working on my fanfic

kurt vonnegut, being good at things is not the point of doing them.

Every single day people on tumblr say "what if the shit moral OCD tells you was true and living by it was the only way to be a real progressive"

I need to try and heal so that I do not carry over problems and pose a burden to the people who do love me

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 very rarely feel like I'm actually in the moment. like 95 % of time I feel like there's a thin veil between me and reality. I'm never present I'm never there

cruelty is so easy. youre not special for choosing it

making a compilation of text posts that knocked sense straight into me

Sharon Olds, from "Little Things"; Strike Sparks: Selected Poems, 1980-2002