Source: joeytrebbiani
“I’m a person people would call antisocial because I get exhausted easily during a social interactions. I talk out loud and laugh so hard, then on the next day, I’ll disappear from people without a trace.”
Shout out to everyone who is just so tired So so exhausted So very very tired so very fatigued so sleepy and tired So
what are your twenties if not an endless string of the ghosts of who you thought you would become
The night gardener once asked me if I knew how citrus trees died: when they reach old age, if they are not cut down and they manage to survive drought, disease and innumerable attacks of pests, fungi and plagues, they succumb from overabundance. When they come to the end of their life cycle, they put out a final, massive crop of lemons. In their last spring their flowers bud and blossom in enormous bunches and fill the air with a smell so sweet that it stings your nostrils from two blocks away; then their fruits ripen all at once, whole limbs break off due to their excessive weight, and after a few weeks the ground is covered with rotting lemons. It is a strange sight, he said, to see such exuberance before death.
When We Cease to Understand the World, Benjamín Labatut
“what’s your five year plan” bro i wake up every day confused by the fact that i’m even alive
i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here
Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life, Amy Krouse Rosenthal
grieving as an adult is so funny it's like. im sobbing my eyes out i'm laughing like a maniac im pondering the mortality of everything around me. ok glad thats out of my system because i have a dentist appointment in an hour
you have to be annoying and do everything as passionately and genuinely as possible because we live in a world where everyone operates through sixteen layers of post irony and to love with recklessness is literally counterculture.
(through gritted teeth) i love being out of my comfort zone it is necessary for my personal development
“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in—what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.”
— Victor Hugo
"Do I deserve this?" "Am I worthy of this?"
So irrelevant. Do you want it?
