Fall in love with ordinary. Fall in love with the everyday. Fall in love with brown eyes and small towns and a hand full of dandelions. Discover. Discover the crevices. Read the books that aren’t so popular, by little known authors who have a lot to offer. Listen to music that makes you think. Choose art that is buried in the corner of galleries, or on the street.
Teach yourself to love the small things. The special but unnoticed things. Teach yourself how the ordinary is not so ordinary after all.
fast messy little thing about teenage insecurity that I just wanted to scribble out cause it was on my mind for some reason. (be kind to people because you never know how your words might impact them!) To everyone else who’s ever hated their appearance (which let’s be real, is probably everyone reading this right now), I feel you. there’s good days and bad days but hopefully more good than bad. have a great night! best, Kat
you ever got that one distant mutual u always figure must have unfollowed u by now and then they pop up in your notes and you’re like….. wow shes still Doing That… bitch is still here despite it all….. what kind of validation
