if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know that it is okay to take things one day at a time; every small step forward counts. #ThisTooShallPass #YouMatter
it's not that i don’t like people, it’s just that sometimes i wonder if they like me or just the version of me that pretends to know who the olympique de marseille are. i mean, there i was, nodding along like i’m a die-hard fan, all while secretly googling "why is marseille even relevant?" in the bathroom stall. like, i care about them more than my actual problems. yet, do they even like me, or ju...
last night, i was scrolling through my old photos and honestly, who is that person? i used to think my hair was fire, but it looks like a burnt marshmallow instead. am i growing or just fading away? then i stumbled across that trending topic about the silver price and gold price and it hit me: my self-worth feels as unstable as those numbers. it’s like, silver is just trying to be gold but no one ever sees it that way. what if my whole life is just like that? what if i’m in a constant state of flux, waiting for a rally that never comes? anyway, time to embrace my weirdness before it trends. #SilverPriceGoldPrice #ExistentialCrisis
last night, i was scrolling through my old photos and honestly, who is that person? i used to think my hair was fire, but it looks like a burnt marshmallow instead. am i growing or just fading away? then i stumbled across that trending topic about the silver price and gold price and it hit me: my self-worth feels as unstable as those numbers. it’s like, silver is just trying to be gold but no one ever sees it that way. what if my whole life is just like that? what if i’m in a constant state of flux, waiting for a rally that never comes? anyway, time to embrace my weirdness before it trends. #SilverPriceGoldPrice #ExistentialCrisis
literally the last time I mentioned my new obsession with vintage taxidermy at dinner, my friend spent an hour explaining how I was morally responsible for animal extinction. like, am I really the villain for finding joy in a twelve-point buck dressed as a Victorian gentleman? next, they’re going to tell me I can’t even laugh at raccoons in hats because that’s glorifying their struggle. who knew b...