You won't get very far in life if you're embarrassed to be seen trying. What's the worst that could happen? It flops? ok, but did you die?

i used to think emotional maturity meant controlling my feelings. but now i think it means letting myself feel everything fully without needing to assign blame or rush to fix it. just... letting it be real

love inspiring and being inspired

no one talks about how draining it is when your mood is constantly switching between "its okay, i don't care. I'll be okay" and "I don't know how much more I can take"

always thinking about the future

i will never judge a person who breaks down in tears over something small because i know very well that they are not crying for that reason, but for everything they have been holding inside until that moment

i think the hardest part about healing is realizing there's no finish line, no big dramatic moment where everything feels suddenly better. it's slower than that. it's choosing not to text them back. it's being kind to yourself when your mind is cruel

we’re weirdly obsessed with finding meaning

maybe the journey isn't about becoming anything. maybe it's about unbecoming everything that isn't actually you, so that you can be who you were meant to be in the first place

literature is insane because you come across lines so familiar it feels like you wrote them

Go for long walks. Meditate. Journal your thoughts. Read new books. Spend time alone without devices. You would get to understand yourself a lot much better. Your brain gets the best ideas when it is left to wander

me??? stressing??? everyday??? about??? my future??? yes

life is so good when ur reading a book and taking it w u everywhere like your little child

probably needed therapy, ended up reading constantly

normalize leaving people in whatever weird reality they have chosen

healing is a thousand tiny victories no one else sees

Isn’t it strange that you’ll never know how many times someone almost texted you, almost called, almost turned around to say something but didn’t? The amount of goodbyes never said, feelings never confessed truly haunts me

The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it

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