mika

there's this belief buried deep inside me that i can't date anyone until i've become the absolute best version of myself. first i need the career. then the body. then the confidence. then the life plan. and only after all that, i'm finally allowed to be loved.

so cruel yet so fascinating how you'll have to literally rewire your brain after a certain event while the other person goes on to live their life completely unaffected

“wym you didn’t start dating till your 20s i’ve been dating since middle school” ok so we are two different people who’ve lived two completely different lives

please, please, please

walking down the pedestrian tunnel at Toronto’s Spadina subway station

may 31, sunday...

"trauma dump" is going up on the shelf where we put words the internet shouldn't be allowed to have anymore. Your FRIEND is telling you about their LIFE and you should LISTEN even if it's a LITTLE BIT UNCOMFORTABLE

[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you, [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you, [looking at myself] it's over.

I once heard someone say, “Healthy relationships aren’t conflict-free, they’re repair-rich,” and that sentence permanently altered my brain chemistry.

last day of May 🐞

Deep inner suffering inevitably arises when the human person is reduced to performance, consumption, or a statistical datum. Many young people today live under the yoke of expectations to perform, immersed in an exasperated competitiveness that generates anxiety, fear of not measuring up, and disorientation.

Ray Bradbury's timeless advice on rebuilding your attention span

My good friend Ursula K. Le Guin has some thoughts on this

Baby has gotten good at identifying “dada” but still struggling with surrealism, cubism, even baroque.

Another anti-AI hand drawing.

i am at the part in the hero’s journey where everyone starts beating the hero with hammers

The intimacy of being understood

i suffer dating as a necessary evil for what i truly love: banter

Being Canadian is so fuckass evil, I hate american english so I will put a U in whatever I'm writing even if Canadian english doesn't use the U there. Like armour, flavour, colour. the U BELONGS there and nobody can take my U away from me