Not to be a total weirdo, but today is the first time I actually realized that attitude is everything, forreal. I got into a minor fender bender this afternoon, and after I got over the whole why is there another car in my trunk thing, (and the crying alone in my car afterwards- total stress reaction), I realized I was lucky.
Had I gotten into an accident 6 months ago, I probably would have been throwing myself the pity party of the century, complete with unlimited shots of why me chased by self-loathing. Today, I just felt fortunate to be safe, relieved no one was hurt, and beyond lucky that my beloved SUV escaped with only a few scratches.
Things aren’t perfect, but they’re good and only getting better.
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christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose.”
"a career" "financial security" "a sex life" "tuition for grad school" "alcohol" "a nap" "socks would be nice."
a husband would be clutch
I’m thankful for all the different ways I can eat potatoes
I think all I want in life is a successful, tall, handsome man to dance with me while wagon wheel is playing and mean it.