something I need to realize is that life is a continuum. Life is constantly changing. yes, i've felt happier in the past few months than I have in my whole life, but just because that isn't always constant doesn't mean i'm doing something wrong. I really need to realize this.

I catch myself feeling like all my hard work, all the good feelings that I felt previously and wanted to capture in my hand, is all gone just because of one thing that happened, just because of stress.

I'm feeling like my anxious negative self, and have for the past week. I don't want this to stick with me. So I tell myself that emotions are fleeting and they are not definitive. Everything that I judge as negative feels like it defines me, but everybody says it doesn't. and then I get incredibly confused. I feel so passionless in an immensely passionate world and it is a serious upset to me. I let it define me. and some people say it doesn't matter. but I don't even understand what actually DOES matter in life then?

If your passions (or lack there of) don't matter, then what actually makes a person up? like yeah, we could die tomorrow and and all that stuff, but it's an honestly REAL assumption that one could think "shit! I wish I was more passionate throughout my life".

I guess maybe it isn't worth it to think about it so much, as it is to just explore the world to find out what i'm passionate about. I do try to make myself cultured and well rounded. I mean, I am trying, it's not like I don't try. The problem is that nothing is ever going to be enough. Because life is always changing. Because I am always changing and there will always be something else to explore, learn, or feel like I need to be doing. We never reach a point where we are finalized forever and we stay that way until we die. I think maybe sometimes I have that idea, as if self actualization is something completely solidified and you turn into a specific person who a specific set of passions and morals and behaviors that never change. But that's clearly so false.

I have two sides of my brain and they are both competing with each other, especially when it involves negativity like this and the lifeline I should or should not give it. And I just want these things to wash out of me as easily as they filtered in. And I want to be able to hold and understand my happy place in the middle of my being so I can always go back there when I need to. So I can always be centered when I need to.

This is a process. It's okay to be not be happy 100% of the time. Nobody is happy that often. I need to remember that.

This too shall pass.

 I think there just comes a point in your life where you realize everything you are, definitively. The things about you that you can't and SHOULDN'T apologize for. And those are, in turn, the reasons and the things that people end up loving about you.

fuck.

"Katherine knew that there was something about me that was not wholesome in the sense of wholesome is as wholesome does. i was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a king of non-being, and I accepted it. It didn't make for an interesting person. I didn't want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone."

Life gives you exactly what you need in each moment. Life never gives you more than you can handle.

PLEASE DON'T TELL ME WHAT I DON'T WANT TO HEAR

(JUST CAUSE YOU FEEL IT, DOESN'T MEAN IT'S THERE)??????

The fact that there are cotton candy flavored/smelling perfumes in existence in the world and that make enough profit to continue on selling makes me sick. why the FUCK would someone want to smell like cotton candy? same with those stupid cotton candy grapes. I want my grapes to taste like grapes, not like shitty overly sweet cotton candy.

They make the same shit also in like bubble gum flavor and even like root beer. What are we, 14 year olds??

I really don't understand people.

The Case of the Introverted Leader:

~words go here!~

my favorite part of every story is when the main character describes what it is like to meet someone they really love/care about. they give so much attention to detail regarding what the person is wearing, what their body movement is like, how they smell, what they say. it's fucking beautiful.

once I start I never want to stop.

I really want to understand Miranda July's books but I just don't..,

"the heart isn't a box that gets filled up, it expands the more you love"