• me: wow i have so much work to do
  • me: *goes on tumblr*
  • me: *watches a movie*
  • me: *reads a novel*
  • me: *takes a nap*
  • me: *climbs a mountain*
  • me: *backpacks through europe*
  • me: why am i not getting anything done
  • She is not “my girl.”

    She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

    How much more blessed can I be?

    ― Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via barbieandken)


    Never get mad at someone with anxiety for apologizing a lot. It’s a coping mechanism and yelling only makes it worse. They don’t need tough love or anything like that. Reassurance that they are fine is the most important thing


    i hate that im sensitive and jealous and stupid and quiet and ugly and annoying 

    I’m not the same everyday. There are times where I’m loud and chatty, and there are times when I’m really quiet. I don’t think I can define myself.
    ― (via cool-ass-shit)

    I want to be someone’s favorite person to talk to.

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