“Your problem is how you are going to spend this one and precious life you have been issued. Whether you’re going to spend it trying to look good and creating the illusion that you have power over circumstances, or whether you are going to taste it, enjoy it and find out the truth about who you are.”—Anne Lamott
i love this season, its my favorite(obviously, duh). Its the season that I’ve had a lot of good memories in. Every time i look at the sky in Autumn, it takes me back to a lot of places and oddly enough, i remember things a lot more easier. Everything is just so clear and sharp, vivid colors, gray skies, or clear and endless ones. Crunchy leaves, Warm clothes, icy fresh air filling your lungs, warm houses, not too cold and not hot at all. Every thing just seems 100x more real to me during Fall than any other time of the year.
“For a second, I felt a bottomless sadness. So completely alone. Like one of my stuffed animals at home that I was too old for now, that sat on the shelf in my closet, mashed against the back wall.”—Augusten Burroughs, Running with Scissors
whenever i’m sad or upset and i log onto tumblr, i automatically start to feel better and i’m not really sure why. Is it because i feel like i’m not as alone as i believe i am? Anyways it’s kinda strange but cool. now whenever i’m really sad i’ll just log onto here.
After a while of healing and being happy, you begin to forget a lot of the things you learned from the past.
So you let yourself go once thinking ‘it’ll be fine’ and you screw up; as if it was just to remind yourself why you made those rules before, why you set your borders, and what your weaknesses are.
I’m so stupid, and i’m sorry.
a thousand sorry’s can’t describe how horrible, trashy, and guilty i feel.
i’m sorry, if only i was more honest with myself it never would’ve happened, i’m so scared to face you at school. i’m sorry, i’m a horrible person and i would understand if you never ever wanted to see me ever again. If anyone’s meant for him it would definitely be you, i already knew that, and i was jealous. i’m sorry, i’m so sorry.