jaz

The paradox of maturing is that you arrive back at the child

i hate everybody who has ariana grande tickets btw

I am that person that will stop you & let you know that you already told me this

Tolerating always turns to resentment. At first, you call it patience, then love. But what it really is, is self-abandonment. Every time you swallow a boundary, excuse a pattern, or silence your discomfort, something inside you keeps score. And eventually, the bill comes due.

i think one of the healthiest things i've ever learned is that you should allow others to reintroduce themselves to you, even your closest friends. Give people space to become who they are without assuming you know who they are just because you've been friends/family for years

You're too gifted to be paralyzed by procrastination. The cure isn’t pressure. It’s motion. Tiny, almost laughably small motion. One sentence. One rep. One honest attempt that breaks the spell. Momentum doesn’t ask for skill, it creates it. Start sloppy, start tired, start now.

I'm in love with this sentence : "Forgive yourself for not knowing earlier what only time could teach".

Actually, you are enough. Even if you don’t work. Or study. Or go out. Or have friends. Or have family. You’re enough because you exist and your existence is enough to be enough because you are not a product. You are not a sum of output. You are not a task to complete. But because you are something the universe wanted and put here even if you’ll never understand why. Somewhere in the cosmos your existence makes a difference, even if it’s not the way others existences do.

No one really warns you about this part of adulthood where you start to feel homesick, not for a house, but for a moment in time. A version of life that doesn’t exist anymore. A place you can’t return to, and a feeling you didn’t know you’d miss so much until it was gone.

Progress that i can feel. Joy that i can bask in. Love i can melt in and Money that i can freely spend.

to so much more, more laughter, more love, more memories to be made, more adventure, more sweetness, more life.

I hate that optimism is associated with inexperience or childishness. The idea that if you are optimistic - it’s because you haven’t seen what life is. You can see what life is and still be brave enough to know it could be more.

if you are lucky you are going to spend the majority of your life being older than 20 so you should probably make peace with the idea that other decades might actually be worth enjoying too

Manifesting

I will continue to try and love this stupid dying world anyway

To anyone finding their fire again, may it come back steady, unshakeable and impossible to lose.

I love deep conversations. I’m not nonchalant. I love love. I love laughing hard and good memories. I love people who are kind for no reason. I love consideration. I love empathy. I don’t like not knowing where I stand with people. I love people who care about the little things.