have the red sox considered it will make me very sad if they trade certain players

sorry bro can't go out tonight. i'm stuck in an eternal state of melancholy

do you ever type a message to someone but halfway through it you think “why am i sending this, they don’t even care” and just delete the whole thing

wouldnt it be cool to just like not feel nervous about everything all the time

so today I drove past a traffic sign that said 'hey teens buckling up is totes yeet yo'

i wish i was joking but after we screamed a bit my brother attempted to get a picture as proof, failed, and ended up with this masterpiece that pretty much sums up the whole experience

You mean this sign?

Missed opportunity for "Seatbelt safety; stay seated, not yeeted"

Stay seated, not yeeted

i’ll always have a special place in my heart for tumblr

i break my own heart by expecting people to be as attached to me as i am to them

really tired of having to constantly second guess everyone’s true intentions, like damn how hard is it to just keep it fucking real

girl help i am the most sensitive person you can ever meet but also the most emotionally unavailable person you can ever meet at the exact same time and i’m still trying to make it work somehow

you are allowed to be proud of the victories that no one else can see. like showering without completely hating your body, not breaking into tears at the thought of the future, talking yourself out of a dark mindset, calming yourself down in public, or like waking up every single day and choosing life. be proud of the progress no matter if it is visible for others or not. you’re doing great, keep up the good work!

A part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. The older you get, the more mistakes you’ve made, opportunities you’ve missed, people you’ve disappointed. And every day you have to remind yourself to be kind and forgiving of yourself. You accept and love the you from the past and understand that it’s all a part of the process. Then you move on and live your best life, knowing now as old as you feel today, you’ll never be this young again.

You have emerged from crisis after crisis, and here you are. You emerged out of chaos, grown into someone brighter, just like the stars above you. And you are just as wonderful as they are.

I still don't know what I'm wearing to the living room New Years Eve... I might not even go.

I’m at a stage in my life where I just want to be very quiet

strangers being kind to u is one of the best things ever because u know that they gain nothing from it and they probably will never see u again but they just choose to be kind

no offense but i want every little kid to be safe and have a good childhood

Resmaa Menakem, My Grandmother’s Hands: Racialized Trauma and the Pathway to Mending Our Hearts and Bodies

— Courtney C. Stevens