just got to tallahassee
waking up in 3 hours…
i like to listen to music.
my favorite people on the internet
i like to listen to music.
my favorite people on the internet
objective facts
looking for something?teenager, sister, writer, sleep in 'til 9, jamba juice smoothie maker, crossword puzzler, tattooed, pierced, coffee/tea/soda drinker, gum chewer, swimmer, runner, girlfriend, seminole
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waking up in 3 hours…
every day counts. kindof. sometimes it doesn’t. not when you spend it sitting in bed watching trashy television. maybe that matters too. maybe everything is productive. or nothing is. every day is the same. it’s the same amount of time you had yesterday and the same amount you’ll have tomorrow. there’s nothing special about individual days. birthdays, holidays, special events all make days more relevant, give you something to look forward to. look forward to every day. to waking up every morning with the chance to do something with those moments you’ve been given. if you do nothing, you’re in the same place tomorrow. being stagnant can be okay as long as it’s temporary.
any day is productive if you think about something meaningful.
how many people would judge me if i went to the grocery store tomorrow morning before breakfast?
it doesn’t really matter because i’m almost certain that’s what’s going to end up happening.
