i pray for a new job, a new city, a new life direction. i am so exhausted. i wish to be freed from all this emptiness and aimlessness. i wish to be far away from it all. my soul needs renewal. everything i know is weighing me down. i don’t know where to turn to.
THE WORST THING YOU CAN DO IS LET THIS WORLD STEAL YOUR WHIMSY. PROTECT YOUR WHIMSY AT ALL COST. DON’T LET THESE JOYLESS MOTHERFUCKERS STEAL YOUR MAGIC.
i realized that no one, not even my mother or closest friends knows what i’m actually like in the inside of my head, and the only person who actually knows who i am is me
i believe in re-reading and re-watching your favourite books & movies at different stages of your life.the plot never changes, but your perspective does.