Is It Safe. Is It Safe. Is It Safe.

Short note for my mid 20 somethings. I feel like I’m stagnating and that’s hard. I feel like I hit my peak 5 years ago. I feel aimless and hopeless and lost. I feel constantly drained. I am measuring my self worth based on how much money I can earn a year and what I say to people when they ask me what I’m doing. At the moment, nothing. I’m doing nothing. I’m unemployed and exhausted by it. I’m tired and tired and tired. I’m trying to remind myself that I’m more than this moment right now. I’m trying to remind myself that there is light and someday I’ll be bathed in it.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo, from Questions for Ada; “Pain”

Nothing ever seems interesting when it belongs to you-only when it doesn’t.

Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting (via larmoyante)

If anyone else screams at me about my brain power I'll upper cut them. I want to drink wine, eat bread and grow flowers. And maybe...if God is feeling generous, dance in a sun-lit kitchen with a man whose eyes resemble "melting silver" with a really warm body, and the softest rough hands in all of middle earth.

I'm intensely sad and I think it's because of a boy.

Standing your ground like the walls of stone castles. I see you champs...I see you.

Here’s to the people who know the real me but still stick around.

Source: https://www.pickthebrain.com/blog/best-26-quotes-brave/

I don't know what to tell you kid, put your barefeet on the cold grass and let the sun touch your cheek bones and eyelids. You'll live. You'll live.

I am so in love with him, and he makes me feel so small. I know I should let go, I'd be so lonely even if he gave me the title. I need romance, I need safety. I need so much more than costume sex, and a couple of hangouts. But, God the hurt of it all. Am I grieving the loss of him? Or, the death of the hopeful girl in me? I know I'll never be the same...but I gotta let go. I gotta let go.