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snoopy of the day

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september is just things coming to an end and beginning all at once

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Oh that two year gap on my resume was when I was the architect of my own hell

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hey (with the intention of watering you with love and making you grow)

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and i was so focused on having nobody i forgot i had my self

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The amount of time and trial and error that happens between when you realize you need to change and when you actually start digging your heels in and making those changes is often literal years which is so crazy cause we can know something for so long and refuse to let it sink in when we know it will deeply disrupt our lifestyles and comforts/crutches so it just prevails for so much longer than we could ever imagine even when we realized so long ago what was wrong we just back pedal when we are scared until something just cracks and we feel ready

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mwah, going non-verbal

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The sexual tension between a girl and not feeling real every time her birthday comes around

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if you start reading books again. you will feel at least a little better. I promise

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im always on my way back home to myself

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forever rooting for sensitive girls!!!!!! you have big hearts and a poet’s soul i love you

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my daily habit of continuing on

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oh my love for tumblr goes all the way back to middle school. I was in the 7th grade when my friend Erika, introduced me to this beautifully crafted virtual diary. I parted ways with my first account because I wanted to grieve. I wanted to be away from any social media platform and let my heart breathe.

I've spent the past couple of months contemplating the meaning behind all of this. The idea of deleting accounts and creating new ones that will be "more intimate". Did it really help? Do you feel relieved? Have you noticed a change? or is it all the same?

Can you really part-ways and mean it?

What if you stopped consuming all of this? Would it be so bad? To wake up and brush my teeth instead of seeing the latest story?

<3 I know it gets lonely, but you're never alone.

"I am with you always, even to the end of the age" (Matthew 28:20)

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this is genuinely exactly how i strive to be

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I wish I could write and never stop. If all my thoughts were written down then they'll no longer feel mine at least, not entirely.

Bless my soul. For I have searched for peace and spent the past few days lost and incomplete. I know it will all mean something. I know faith plays a role.

With prayer my tears will dry and I will see another sunrise.