Joy Sullivan, From "(Luck I)", Instructions For Traveling West

every time i start a new journal or any creative project i'm like, yeah i'm gonna do it pretty and neat and in a cohesive aesthetic because i always wanted to be the neat kid with the color-coded notes at school but i'm just not. when you go through my journals you can literally always see the point where i unravel back into the scrungly forest goblin that i am and it's so funny to me

I do feel like this whole self improvement culture thing can go too far where people are never happy with who they are and where they are because they’re constantly trying to be better or do better and they’re always waiting for some sort of glow up or achievement or therapy realisation that will make them feel complete but that isn’t real and life is actually in the every day

the stitches in my arm look cool i feel like a pirate

The way a Bachelors degree is the equivalent to a written recommendation from a former store manager at a Circuit City now. Just nuke us already fuck.

how it feels knowing that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall

chat how do i kill the desire to be wanted and chosen before it kills me