The moment I accepted that people just have to learn for themselves, my life got a lot easier.
The moment I accepted that people just have to learn for themselves, my life got a lot easier.
Three years. New York. Google. Independent and fucking successful. That. Bitch.
My anxiety is back. Hit me straight in the stomach. Not too sure where this came from cause life really ain’t that bad. I laid awake for 3 hours thinking about my finances. I spent the entire commute to and from work wondering if I was liked in my company and if I was doing enough. There’s more but I don’t want to think about it. I just want this to go away.
My friends told me not to block my ex’s number because it would be immature and petty. So I didn’t. And it was the worst advice I have every taken. I went through another cycle of toxicity and stress that was completely unnecessary. I don’t know why I listen to other people when no one listens to me.


“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.”— Lemony Snicket (via amortizing)
the sacredness of hand holding
love, love, love, more love.