In All Timelines, In All Possibilities.

i love how moths look and fly and theyre so beautiful but they lowkey terrify me and sometimes i find them kinda repulsive but when i think about it, i see myself just like i see the moths

its been p common knowledge for decades that light pollution can be massively reduced by just putting shades on streetlamps, and that doing that would save energy, help wildlife, and let us see the stars better, but are society says if u wanna change any minor little tiny thing u gotta dedicate ur whole life to campaigning for it and this is a good ways down the list of priorities for most ppl, so instead i gotta walk past newly-installed streetlamps that are just dumb glass globes that use half their electricity to blast half their light directly into the sky where it does only bad things for no reason and think "we should overthrow the government"

☆ 15/06/24

i got a lot of people who love me today,, and to realise that through a tiktok post is kinda insane but here we are~ my friend made a plan to get me close to one of her friends so i can get with him, im enjoying that mission

"oooh we all die one day ooooh someday everyone you love will be gone" okay bitch. i just got a fucking ice cold mountain dew for a dollar from a vending machine and im hanging with my best friend and every second a new living creature is born. what about that? bitch.

it's so strange how you can detest olives when you're eight years old and suddenly like them at 26. how you can fall in love with someone only for them to turn around one day and reveal themselves as someone completely unrecognisable. how you can want something for so long and finally get it, only for it to not turn out how you thought it would. how you can come to find beauty in your hometown after years resenting it and trying to find yourself in a different city. how you can grow apart from people and find yourself among them again years down the line.

time will change you and how you fit into the world – what you want and how you define yourself, or not. it is so open-ended, always evolving, and I wish I could alleviate the pressure my younger self felt to find herself in this big world with so many possibilities for who she could become. sometimes things just need to take their course. sometimes you just need to take a deep breath and trust that what will happen will happen and there's time to figure things out, because it is not possible to completely control the direction of your life, and nothing – not your state of mind, nor your stage of life – is final.

"A girl´s gotta do what a girl's gotta do", made in 1998, gun approx 25 x 13cm (10" x 5.2"), cotton yarn. (source)

↪ Alfonsina Storni, from Mask & Clover: Poems "The Siren" / Tumblr / Unknown from Pinterest / Unknown from Pinterest / Warsan Shire / Linger by The Cranberries / Don’t Delete the Kisses by Wolf Alice / Vladimir Nabokov / Tumblr

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