Watching Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist and trying to reclaim the better part of my point of view.
I’m allowed to moan, right?
About decisions that still hit you somewhere in the form of uncertain positions.
About people you forgot you didn’t block, despite the blocking not having to matter because you’ve been ignored for ages.
About something you’re not sure of still having.
About open endings that looked rushed.
About literally and figuratively being stood up too many times.
About plans that just stay as they are.
About this annoying self restriction.. On just about everything.
On the uncertainty of something beautiful that could be.
It’s a little late. But I’m proper “Tumblr depressed” in this post.
Some things I’m still thankful for. Thank goodness. Thank hope. Thank God. Thank you.
in math today my teacher asked what makes a number perfect and I said its dazzling personality and she almost kicked me out