my ultimate goal is to be at peace with myself, eliminate toxic feelings and elements and energies from my life, unlearn negative and harmful practices and thought patterns, stop checking for people that don’t check for me, create a space for myself that is nurturing for growth so that i may generate loving energy for myself and for others, nourish my spirit and balance my energies, i have big dreams and i deserve to live a life i love and let that love radiate
i’m pushing the fuck outta the hat/films boys and i feel weird about it sometimes because they can be HELLA problematic and they have this one particular video that just kind of astounds me that it’s even a thing and that they still have it up on the channel but i just
still really like their content and just them in general ???? :\
i really wish people would stop tagging me in those posts that are like “say ten facts about yourself and tag other people !!!” or sending me those kind of asks because 99% of the time i just don’t fucking want to do it and then i feel bad about it like i appreciate that they would think to tag me with it especially when it’s like “tag your favorite bloggers” but i just
tbh it was kind of awesome to go look at a house and have a real estate agent who was super into their job and came fuckin prepared like she had these little booklets made w/ everything about the house in them and she was super nice and enthusiastic like usually the people we’ve dealt with when looking at houses have been old white dudes that played up the “talking man to man" bullshit to my stepdad
Every now and then I think back to this guy I knew through a friend in high school and how rad he was and I’m bummed that I didn’t really get to know him better than I did and that we didn’t stay in touch. Like we used to chat on a regular basis and we shared a lot of interests like we both really really loved Dexter at the time, hell he even greeted me one time by recreating a scene from the episode that had been on the night before and it was super adorable. He has a tumblr but I’d feel super weird trying to chat him up again. It’s been years since we’ve spoken, I dunno if he’d even remember me. Plus I’ve changed so much since then, he probably has as well.
we’re going to look at a house tomorrow and it looks so nice but it’s like 189k so i’m kinda surprised that we’re even glancing at it but it’s also got a hot tub and a boat ramp apparently and ????
like it would be super nice to live there tbh but my hopes are super low
if this house doesn’t work out tho my stepdad has his eyes on a two story house that’s just down the road from it that’s apparently in foreclosure but we haven’t seen any pictures of it so who knows what it’s like on the inside
i refuse to be shamed for having a body. i refuse to get embarrassed when a tampon falls out of my purse or spend a whole day anxious about if someones going to notice that i forgot to shave a patch of leg hair. i wasnt put on this earth to spend my time apologizing for my existence and i refuse to let anyone make me feel like i have to waste my energy on all that petty shit
my mom gets (understandably) super freaked out about back pain now since it’s how things started off with my grandma and my back has been hurting on and off for a while now and i just keep telling myself that it’s just because of me being a lazy piece of shit and how i sit instead of mentioning it to her because i don’t want her to worry about it