my first love, my joan jett of arc
Ask me anything
carli/20. currently studying to be a school psychologist. likes: sunflower seeds, thunder storms, knit hats, reading & collecting books, travelling to unfamiliar places, and driving around aimlessly in my car listening to really loud music. I work in retail, watch far too much netflix, take an obscene amount of bubble baths, and get sick approximately every two weeks. I tend to marathon tv shows & obsessively blog about them. right now, it's the revival of doctor who.
I’m so, so very nosy. I ask questions I know I don’t want the answer to, and I look for things when I know I don’t want to find them.
but this needs to stop.
I am done ruining my own happiness. I am done dwelling. the past is the past—life’s shit and you move on.
I’m not saying that I’m over what happened… that’s going to take a lot more time and patience. but at this point, I’m refusing to try and find out any more. I know there are people I could go to for answers, but I don’t want them.
I’m done fueling my own fucking depression.
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