uneffervescent
You don’t know anyone at the party, so you don’t want to go. You don’t like cottage cheese, so you haven’t eaten it in years. This is your choice, of course, but don’t kid yourself: it’s also the flinch.

Your personality is not set in stone. You may think a morning coffee is the most enjoyable thing in the world, but it’s really just a habit. Thirty days without it, and you would be fine. You think you have a soul mate, but in fact you could have had any number of spouses. You would have evolved differently, but been just as happy.

You can change what you want about yourself at any time. You see yourself as someone who can’t write or play an instrument, who gives in to temptation or makes bad decisions, but that’s really not you. It’s not ingrained. It’s not your personality. Your personality is something else, something deeper than just preferences, and these details on the surface, you can change anytime you like.

If it is useful to do so, you must abandon your identity and start again. Sometimes, it’s the only way.

Set fire to your old self. It’s not needed here. It’s too busy shopping, gossiping about others, and watching days go by and asking why you haven’t gotten as far as you’d like. This old self will die and be forgotten by all but family, and replaced by someone who makes a difference.

Your new self is not like that. Your new self is the Great Chicago Fire—overwhelming, overpowering, and destroying everything that isn’t necessary.

Julien Smith (via thisnostalgicheart)
sceptre

1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.

2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.

3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.

4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.

5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.

Five things I am trying very hard to accept  (via groudon)
breakinq
I am afraid. Of simple things like spiders, needles and snakes. I can avoid these things though. I’m also afraid of sadness, the unknown and tomorrow. I can’t avoid this. I’m afraid that I’ll never be satisfied, never be happy, I’m afraid that I’m too weak to succeed, that I’m never going to achieve anything substantial. I’m afraid that I’ll live too long, or die too young. That I’ll never fall in love, that I’ll never see my children grow. I’m afraid that I won’t have a job that makes me happy, I won’t ever wake up with a smile. I’m afraid that I’ll hold on to people that have left, and that I’ll be forgotten by people who try to stay. That I’ll never be pretty enough, or I’ll be discriminated. That I won’t have the will to fight what’s wrong, that I’ll always be a bystander. I’m so afraid of myself too. I’m afraid that I’ll make myself feel ugly, that I’ll continue to be cruel to myself. I’m afraid that I’ll keep making myself this fearful, that I’ll be the one who ultimately stops me from achieving anything. I am so afraid. Yet I’ll keep pretending I’m not at all.
Fears of a Suburban Teen (via actuates)