Yeah Well. I'll Jump Off That Bridge When I Come To It.

dear bestfriend

i know we don't talk now but i really miss you and i hope you're doing okay :)

😭😭😭 real

y'all ever look at the clouds and wanna eat them?

i be wanting to say something meaningful and then go shlkghfkhlhfj

2021년 1월 29일 금요일, 20시 12분의 달. 오늘은 달의 99%가 차있는 날이고, 월령은 16.3입니다. #moon #sometimesmoon

오늘도 달이 아주 밝습니다. 그런데 날씨도 여전히 춥네요. 따뜻한 밤 보내세요. https://www.instagram.com/p/CKoJ9F6J1aJ/?igshid=1wnk3fjbkmxc5

24 things i learned in 2024:

Take myself out for coffee dates, no excuses needed.

Call out passive-aggressive behavior instead of brushing it off.

Wear the outfit that makes me feel powerful, even on random Tuesdays.

Find joy in deleting unnecessary messages and chats.

Learn to say “that’s not my responsibility” without feeling guilty.

Let my phone die sometimes—it’s okay not to be reachable.

Laugh out loud when something is actually funny, no holding back.

Create a playlist of songs that remind me who I am.

Spend a whole afternoon doing absolutely nothing, and love it.

Take compliments without adding “but.”

Tell someone when they inspire me, even if it feels awkward.

Choose solitude over shallow conversations.

Quit explaining why I need space—it’s just a need, not a negotiation.

Take the scenic route, even if it takes longer.

Start a quirky tradition just for myself (midnight pancakes? yes).

Smile at my reflection every time I catch it, even if it feels silly.

Trust the timing of my journey—everything will unfold exactly when it’s meant to.

Celebrate the smallest progress, because it all counts.

Keep my heart gentle, even when the world feels sharp.

Show kindness, but not at the cost of my own peace.

Say “no” and let it be a complete sentence.

Forgive—not to forget, but to free myself from carrying the weight.

Rest because I deserve it, not just because I’m burnt out.

Start over as many times as I need—there’s no shame in beginning again.

a compilation by @areeejtahir <3

I hate that lung cancer is stigmatized.

My dear friend has lung cancer from secondhand smoke. He's 16.

Whenever he tells people that he has cancer, they react with sympathy. Then he tells them it's lung cancer.

Boom. No more sympathy. Just 'why did you smoke?' 'Did you vape?' 'You're a little young for that, aren't you?' 'Why do you have cancer?'

Fuck you. He's 16. He can't breathe. He's gone through chemo and every type of treatment under the goddamn sun. We goof off and act like kids and he has to sit down to gasp and choke for five, ten minutes.

I hate that lung cancer is stigmatized.

Fuck everyone who contributes.

“People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true. Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.”

— Unknown

no no see, domesticity IS hot. how intimate it is to make food with someone, to share a bed, to brush your teeth at the same sink, to shower and use the same towels and the same laundry soap, to grocery shop and hold hands through the aisles, to be cornered in the kitchen to make out while a pot of pasta boils over on the stove. to fall asleep and hear them snoring softly and laugh at the little trail of drool out of the corner of their mouth. to spend money together and share chores and pick on each other for your weird habits. it's not always perfect and beautiful, but it's comfortable and familiar and I just think it's neat.