BUH-BYE INTERNET!

Tomorrow, methinks, is a good day for heading off to a week of Schoolies in Anna Bay, where there is sun, friends, grog and chillaxing times ahead.

Time to go cold turkey on my burgeoning Tumblr addiction. When I get back I will be a new woman, with a couple of new freckles, and I will

1. get my L’s
2. get part-time employment
3. learn how to use my new camera
4. learn how to cook (well) (vegan!)
5. redo my bedroom
6. tell everyone how much I love them more often
7. take things as they come

Until then, sons and lovers, stay positive and think clearly! Ad-i-os.

"…What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don’t know and I’m afraid. I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones, and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited. Yet I am not a cretin: lame, blind and stupid. I am not a veteran, passing my legless, armless days in a wheelchair."

remind me again why i care?

(via somethingbeautifull)

Because you are a beautiful caring human made of blood and bones and heart who attracts people around herself and then must navigate them, interact, be herself, make mistakes, get hurt, get better, breathe in and out, and move on with life. Because you’re a citizen of the world, and a lucky one with power and a voice and empathy. Because you have feelings and sometimes that’s hard because they get knocked around but in the end you’re stronger than you though you were, and you protect yourself because you have friends and family who love you and need you whole. Because everyone screws up and we all have to work with that.

I don’t know/understand, but surely one of those is a possibility?

remind me again why i care?

somethingbeautifull:

bodkins:

(via somethingbeautifull)

Because you are a beautiful caring human made of blood and bones and heart who attracts people around herself and then must navigate them, interact, be herself, make mistakes, get hurt, get better, breathe in and out, and move on with life. Because you’re a citizen of the world, and a lucky one with power and a voice and empathy. Because you have feelings and sometimes that’s hard because they get knocked around but in the end you’re stronger than you thought you were, and you protect yourself because you have friends and family who love you and need you whole. Because everyone screws up and we all have to work with that.

I don’t know/understand, but surely one of those is a possibility?

i love you bodhi.

I love you for being my november buddy, for being such a great friend and really just being there. Most of all i love you for being you, for speaking your mind and challenging the world at every opportunity. For tackling your problems head on and acknowledging everything you’ve just said. Life isn’t fair, it’s not always easy. But what makes it beautiful are the little things. The things we wish we didnt take for granted, the mistakes we wish we made. The little moments that make you chuckle. What brings me down is whats left over, the bigger picture. The bigger, scary picture. The idea that it’s possible that i will never really matter in the scheme of things, that the people i care about don’t need me. That i’m a doormat, i’m whats easy not whats needed. That i’m not valued by the people i care about most. That hurts, but thats life.