mom was right, it was the damn phone.

we did not get to teenage how american teenagers teenage, and the fact that we will never get to redo it pains me deeply.

do we suffer more because we understand too much?

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if you ever felt stupid, just remember there are people out there who think feminism is about hating men.

too nerdy for the party crowd, and too much of a party person for the nerd crowd.

life so dry I can sleep for an entire day and get one notification from pinterest saying I have good taste.

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I don't feel like the person I was supposed to be.

I am cursed with having the creative ideas, and not having the artistic skill to execute them.

"do I love sleep? fuck yes. do I sleep? fuck no."

what horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
- sylvia plath

choosing the long way home just so I can listen to more music kinda person.

I'm a weirdo. (wise, elegant, intelligent, ravishing, daring and omniscient.)

the "why the fuck did I say/do that" ahh moment I hit everyday.

a people pleaser with an idgaf mentally? yes.

the older I get the more I understand why some people choose to disappear, and live a quiet life in a cabin in the middle of nowhere.

"it's all messy: the hair, the bed, the words, the heart, life."
- william lear

so many books to read, films to watch, music to listen to, art to praise, languages to learn, places to see, people to meet, mistakes to make, goals to achieve and memories to make, but so little time.