"Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee..."

“Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.”



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I just wrote one of the greatest blog posts of my blogging life about this post an Tumblr lost it.

In summary?

1. You’re 23? It gets worse. It also gets better.

2. Life hurts and life doesn’t hurt. It isn’t a choice. It just happens.

3. One day you’ll be twice the age you were when you were 16 or 18 or 20 or 25 and you won’t even know that it happened. And there is no going back. Not a chance.

4. You’re going to want to cry way more frequently and over very minuscule things at seemingly random times. If you have the chance, do it. Let it happen.

5. All the dogs from TV shows I watched in college are dead. And that breaks my heart.

6. The older you get the older everyone gets. And they keep getting older.

7. It is all okay and it is all very much not okay.

The Winter of the Air (via shattermybones)

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