It’s okay to romanticise the small things about your day-to-day life. It’s okay to romanticise sleeping in, waking up to the sun tickling your skin. It’s okay to romanticise the texture of fingers against a page. Sometimes to save your day you need to romanticise sitting at a desk and working, or romanticise studying hyped up on coffee. It’s okay to picture yourself as if you were the mc in a movie. Watch yourself go through shit and know that it’s just the climax of your own story, and that while you sit in your room sobbing to sad songs, good things are just around the corner.
Sometimes to be okay or get through the day you need to romanticise the simple things.
Valid
once i realized i don’t need a special reason to dress up, buy myself flowers, take relaxing baths, buy something nice….. it kinda changed my life. sometimes you don’t need an excuse or specific reason to do something nice for yourself.
How does it feel to be an adult?
exhausting and everything is expensive
God’s timing, not mine.
God’s will, not mine.
God’s plan, not mine.
God’s glory, not mine.
why is everything so hard but not actually that hard just i cant do it
I don’t know how to casually play video games. It’s either I’m not interested or I play for 16 hrs straight and forget to eat.
“I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?”
— dream-jackson. (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
my personality is weird because sometimes I’m really confident and sometimes I’m really shy
nobody talks about how ugly taking care of yourself can be
yes, sometimes it’s taking a warm bath and texting memes to friends and keeping an aesthetically pretty journal.
sometimes it’s crying silently on your couch at 3am, hugging yourself and reminding yourself that you’re a good person.
self care is not always ‘aesthetic’ and cute…and that’s ok. don’t be embarrassed, just do what you need to do.
I will forever love simple, domestic things let’s bake together, go grocery shopping, drive around, just spend time together
i didn’t realize growing up meant dying inside but hey it’s whatever







