{Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect Of My Own Destruction Page 24/ Anaïs Nin, The Diary Of Anaïs Nin,

From Boot theory by Richard siken / Black telephone by Richard siken / from Olivia Gatwood+Francis Forever Song by Mitski/The Cow by Ariana Reines

All the things that I did , I did with these hands of mine

do it scared do it weird do it alone. holy trinity

i honestly don’t know how this happened but somewhere between my childhood and formative years i forgot how to exist like a normal person and started to either overthink everything or make disastrous choices without any proper thinking at all. no middle ground whatsoever

“The aim is to balance the terror of being alive with the wonder of being alive.”

— Carlos Castaneda

again and again and again and again

like there comes a point where you think something is fundamentally wrong with you. and then it turns out it’s just Friday and you haven’t washed your hair in three days and maybe you’re also just a little lonely and the combination of all three of those things is whittling a hole into your chest every time you breathe. but also the sun’s up. and you’ve survived everything so far, so you’ll survive this too, even if it hurts, even if you have to survive it many times.

heard they’re making it easier tomorrow. not sure if it’s true, but don’t you wanna find out?