Right now life teaching me detachment. Nothing’s really mine. People come and go. Moments pass. Love shifts. It’s all temporary. I’m learning to enjoy things without gripping them too tight. To accept when energy changes. To let go when it’s time.
i fucking hate the heat. i hate sweating. summer lovers are freaks. don’t ask me to do anything outside if its over 80 degrees unless it’s after 6pm & i am so serious. this is the worst
one of the most painful experiences is realizing that while you were trying to understand someone better, they were never really trying to understand you at all
i wanna be OUTSIDE, and i dont mean clubs & parties. i mean travelling, hiking, jet skis, bowling, water parks, amusement parks, picnics, trying new restaurants etc.