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WHY IS IT SO HARD FOR YOU TO TAKE ACCOUNTABILITY?!?!?! i fucking HATE this absolute god damn bullshit. good for nothing and all you fucking will ever do is just making every fucking person around you miserable
i don’t even know myself at all,
i thought i would be happy by now. the more i try to push it, i realise gotta let go of control
gotta let it happen
gotta let it happen
gotta let it happen
just let it happen
it’s just a spark, but it’s enough
to keep me going
forever wish that i could call my dads phone to hear his voicemail box, but i am thankful and grateful to have saved voicemails and text messages from him. as cringey as i was on facebook, i am so thankful to get memories from him still when i really absolutely need it most :(
When my mum passed away and I tried to have a moment by calling her phone just to let it ring and some random dude who took her number ended up answering
VV x Hayley Williams
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going through the songs i bought on itunes as a middle schooler and realizing that i still listen to a vast majority of these songs/artists. some things never change
Hot take, and this one is for my close friends.
I know some of you haven’t forgotten that I lost my dad. But I also feel like, after a while, people forget to remember. The check-ins reduce. The awareness fades. Life moves on for everyone else, which is fair tbh. It’s not a personal thing so that’s normal.
But whe I decline invites and people ask, “Why aren’t you coming? What happened?” I’m always a bit stunned. Like… take a wild guess? Everything is still fresh. I lost a parent. Someone actually died in my life this year.
It may not feel that deep to you, but it is to me.
Sometimes I’m just not in the mood. Sometimes I don’t have the capacity. And yes, in an ideal world, you’d still be checking in, because grief doesn’t expire (mine isn’t even up to 8 months). 💀
And when people say things like, “You carry grief well,” I honestly don’t know what that means. How exactly am I supposed to carry it? Loudly? Quietly? Performatively?
Just because I’m not always talking about it or posting about it doesn’t mean it’s not heavy. This wasn’t a random loss. This was my dad. A parent. My person.
So, yeah. 🫠
no i love getting a link to instagram that opens in safari, then asks me to open the app, which takes me to the app store, and asks me to open the app, and then the app shows me a reel that is not the post from the link
i really dont understand why i have to physically put myself through all this amount of stress and a time crunch in order to actually accomplish my final. you wouldve thought i would learn by now