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that comment about how you should not borrow grief from the future has saved me multiple times from spiraling into an inescapable state of anxiety. like every time i find myself thinking about how something in the future could go wrong i remember that comment and i think to myself: well i never know, it might get better. it might not even happen the way i think it will and if it does happen and it is sad and bad ill be sad about it then, when it happens. and it’s somehow soo freeing

My mom's other favorite line was "Who wants to get slapped first?"

My boyfriend just woke up, mostly still asleep and told me “don’t worry, it’s getting better” in a heavy, American accent, which is unusual for an Australian man.

“Why are you American?” I asked, to which I got:

“Sorry, it’s getting better” in a stereotypical posh English accent.

“Why are you English?” I asked, amused.

“What is he normally?” He managed to ask.

“He? You’re not anyone else, you’re you.”

“Ugh, me” was the last thing he said, in a right proper Aussie accent before he fell back into proper sleep.

my goal is to be happy and enjoy life. literally. i do not have these grandiose career aspirations, but rather to simply not worry about money. it’s okay to not have these big massive goals that you’re pushed to strive for by the media and the society we live in. it’s okay to just want to enjoy the life you live - sometimes that’s one of the hardest goals to achieve! but it is the the most important. remember that!