me, begging on my knees, sobbing, voice raw, whispering quietly: please dear god let me enjoy something in moderation
brain: OBSESSED OBSESSED OBSESSED OBSESSED OBSESSED OBSESSED OBSESSED OBSESSED
it doesn’t matter how good you’re doing, those sad nights will creep up on you from time to time and that’s ok. doesn’t mean all your progress is gone
can my life be a dreamy french movie with roses and moonlight and vintage perfume and art im tired
Life is too short to waste any amount of time on wondering what other people think about you. In the first place, if they had better things going on in their lives, they wouldn’t have the time to sit around and talk about you. What’s important to me is not others’ opinions of me, but what’s important to me is my opinion of myself.
| — | C.JoyBell C. (via perrfectly) |
We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.
| — | Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via perrfectly) |