I don’t even really know, but everything feels different now and I don’t know if it’s me that’s changing or the world that’s changing and I’m just to slow to catch up. Anyways living and thinking about living makes me anxious so I just keep my eyes open until it’s finally time sleep.
Instead of shaming yourself, identify the deeper need and allow it to exist
Then get curious about a new way to meet it.
This is temporary. You have not stagnated. You are not a failure. You will heal, you will recover, you will have a beautiful life. It is waiting for you.
The work starts now, in the silence, where no one sees the effort but where all the results are made. I don’t need anyone to cheer me on because I know what I’m capable of. I am my own biggest motivator, and I won’t stop. There will be days when it feels like I can’t go on, but I will keep pushing forward because that’s where growth happens in the struggle, in the grind, when no one is watching. I don’t need recognition, I don’t need applause. All I need is to keep my head down and focus on what’s in front of me. The path won’t be easy, but I don’t expect it to be. I’ll face the discomfort, the exhaustion, the doubt, and still keep moving. I’ll work in the quiet, trusting that my efforts are building something solid, something that will eventually show. It’s not about proving anything to anyone else but it’s about knowing I did my best, even when no one was there to witness it. So I’ll keep working, keep pushing, keep moving forward, because I know what I’m building.
Real.
I feel like pirating media that isn’t sold or offered anywhere legally anymore shouldn’t be called piracy. Girl thats archaeology
“Listen closely: the only time it’s too late to change yourself is when you’re dead. Until then, you’re simply making excuses or lying to yourself.”
— Unknown
I am a terrible combination of “whatever happens, happens” and “If everything doesn’t go according to plan, I will vaporize”
He is me. I am him.
Carmy + tumblr text posts
Ocean Vuong, from “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds
white fuchsia 🤍🎀