
I REALLY HATE when I’m talking about my desire for romantic love and someone says, “well love yourself.” Like shut the fuck up. Self love and romantic love do not replace each other. They do not fill the same void. And just because I wish there was someone in my life that made me feel special, doesn’t mean I don’t think I’M special. Fuck your projections. Regardless of HOW MUCH you love yourself, it doesn’t replace the energy, strength, commitment, and love that can come from another. As a general note, my feelings aren’t up for debate. I just wanted to vent.
i wanna disconnect from all social media and go herd sheep and sell berries and mushrooms and herbal salves on the side of some mountain road for a living
happy new year to you beautiful people. here’s to being more compassionate and nicer towards each other this year. here’s to making this world a less shitty place than it already is.
went out with a friend i havent seen in a while yesterday. we stayed at the beach for a few hours, just sat there; talking about things, toes in the sand, listening to the crashing of waves. sharing silence. it was a fine day
hi. whoever took their time to write this, thank you so much. it may not seem much to you but i really needed to hear this. bless your kind soul. i hope good things come ur way, anon, i do