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Finally nice enough to walk around in an unbuttoned coat. Still working on walking around with no music, itās exhausting to let my mind wander in circles, dbt hasnāt sunk in even after a couple years of half-assed practice. The snow is still here, but itās dripping off the roofs, but itās pooling into ice where it meets the ground. In the same way that I am so happy and so sad. Another reminder to be thankful I am not in fact bipolar, because the amount of mood swings I already experience coupled with how intensely I feel everything is already a lot to bare. I look at bumper stickers. I look at the shards of a broken mirror on a corner. I look at the homey porches and simultaneously daydream about a Home while remembering I donāt know where Iāll live when my lease is up. Itās crushing my brother and his friends got an apartment without me, without telling me. But Iām still so happy for him because heās the one thatās been with my parents this whole time. Spring is how I am feeling. Itās complicated. Iām thankful to feel and feel as deeply as I do. Iām thankful to be somewhat at terms with this transitional stage in my life. Change is a funny thing. Like, morbidly funny.
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āLive longā mug (1989) <3
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Milla Jovovich | Blumarine F/W 1995 ph. Juergen Teller
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Thereās a lot of people I feel inextricably bound to, with or without reason. I think soulmates are plentiful gifts, and not exclusively romantic.
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Discussed discontent with my given name and asked my friend if they didnāt know my name what they thought Iād be called and they said āthatās a hard question to answerā and then immediately followed it with ābilboā
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shoe-skiing/ skidding down the street in the slushy snow on the way to the bars with my friends makes winter kinda worth it
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I kissed three of my bar regulars tonight I need to move back to Massachusetts expeditiously
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One day I will be free from this juvenile feeling but i revel in the fact youāve never known me as a bottle blonde. A very sacred and holy state for me
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