RT @beniduboss: This is it. Literally the biggest announcement of my life. I’ve teamed up with one, if not the sharpest mind I know, to tac….

RT @bluewmist: no matter your age, you'll always wish you started younger. but today is the youngest you'll ever be. so start today.

no matter your age, you'll always wish you started younger. but today is the youngest you'll ever be. so start today.

nothing will make you more anxious than avoiding the work you know you need to do. ironically, doing the work is almost always less stressful than avoiding it. but we convince ourselves it's the opposite. and that lie costs us progress.

a hardest pill to swallow is that people will hurt you. dehumanize you in so many ways and not feel badly about it. they won’t feel a thing actually. they’ll move on with their day, their week, their life, happy as ever but there you are, crushed. loss of appetite. loss of sleep.

someone who wants to find every scar on your body and learn where it came from. there’s a difference between attraction and interest. find someone who wants to learn every single aspect of who you are.

date someone who is interested in you. i don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. i mean someone who wants to read every word you write. someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you.

RT @bluewmist: it only takes five minutes to break the cycle. five minutes of exercise and you are back on the path. five minutes of writi….

it only takes five minutes to break the cycle. five minutes of exercise and you are back on the path. five minutes of writing and the manuscript is moving forward again. five minutes of conversation and the relationship is restored. it doesn’t take much to feel good again.

franz kafka

i wish someone had pulled me aside as a kid and told me that my parents being boring and stable was by far the best gift they could ever give me.

going on walks, reading on rainy days, people watching, writing letters, creating pinterest boards and new playlists, waking up early, trying out new teas and coffee, mind dumping in your comfort journal, having a stack of your all time favourite books.

maturity in love is realizing you don’t want fireworks. you want warmth. you want someone who texts back. who shows up. who listens when you ramble and hugs you when you don’t know what’s wrong. you want someone who feels like peace, not adrenaline.

if you don't spend time getting to know yourself, you'll end up absorbing everyone else random and weird ideas about you. knowing who you are on a very deep level is the best way to protect yourself from internalizing disempowering opinions from others.

the amount of strength it takes to choose to be alone instead of poorly surrounded, is extremely underrated. if you were strong enough to choose yourself, i honor you.

you need to be side quest maxxing. get your pilots license. get scuba certified. go sky diving. get your coastal cruising certificate. become a sommelier. learn falconry. get forklift certified. motorcycle license. beekeeping certification. lockpicking. become a notary. collect.

the minute you decide you want better for yourself is the minute the entire universe begins to shift in your favor. your command, intentions, declaration, visions and prayers begin the creation of the new reality. all you have to do is decide and never look back.

saw a video today that said “as a final act of love I'll never reach out again, but I'll become everything I told you I'm going to be." and whoa.

there’s a reason why they say “ignorance is bliss” because the deeper you search for truth, the more unbearable the world starts to feel. and still, i don’t think we can truly meet ourselves until we face the world as it is: cruel, unjust, endlessly aching. it’s a lifelong act of.