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Chronically chillin
Chronically chillin
‘dying swan - natalia marakova’ in max waldman on dance: photographs (1988)
4:44 by Jay Z was such an underrated album it holds so much insight on self reflection and calling yourself out on your own shit fr. Getting out of your own way. Cherishing what you already got.
I wish there was someone I could have to myself that would know me like no one else would. I kind of save parts of me for whoever that is
I love you like it’s something I was born for
Not now babe I’m high as fuck on tumblr commenting “real” on everyone’s personal text posts
Ugh I like someone and I’m not tryna be “me when I like someone” so fucking hard.
I miss my tumblr and I always say this. But I think this my diary now cuz ain’t nb gonna see it fr
I think I had a complicated relationship with being seen and feeling shame more than I actually disliked myself growing up. I just didn’t know how to process it.