do you even realize that your parents are getting older too?
Not to vent but: fuck
thinking you’re running out of time is your brain lying to you.
you have a life time. you have tomorrow. time is fucking relative okay, and you’re not racing anyone here unless you have some weird bet running with someone. in which case you sort of made that bed for yourself i am sorry.
my point is, try not to let your brain trick you into thinking you are losing at life because you aren’t at x arbitrary milestone. life rarely comes down like a lightning bolt from on high and slaps you in the face. you are living now. you’re doing fine.
if i don’t talk to myself who will
me @ myself: ok bitch time to get over it
actually all of my systems are nervous
*prays that I instantly become hot at 18*
*ok let’s shoot for 21*
(Source: matchless)
I say no worries a lot for someone who worries 101% of the time






