me, drinking tea: pls leaf water….sage my body of the demons of my past…steam my colon…let me know peace
me, drinking coffee: I beg of u bean juice….cleanse me of the curse of sleep….make my heart beat like a tribal drum in ceremony….let me conquer this building
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"No one warns you about the amount of mourning in growth."- Té V. Smith, Releasing & Receiving (via sendevo)
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what do you do if you’re 90% sure you met and spoke to your soul mate but the chance of you ever crossing paths again is - 0.000002%
Dissociation is so weird because half the time i’ll dissociate as a coping mechanism to deal with some kind of stressful event, and the other half of the time i’ll just be chillin eating some pancakes and my brain will be like “u aren’t real and neither are these pancakes” and I’m just like “ok”
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Foster’s Bookshop in London (via @liolaliola on Instagram)
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don’t you love when you accommodate for your friends but they’re flaky af so after tons of planning, you’re somehow destined to be alone at home on a Friday night 🙃
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