What if people who have anxiety are just unaccustomed to the way the world works because this is the first incarnation of their soul on the earth? And confident people are at ease with the world because they have already been incarnated multiple times and, in a sense, already know how the world works.
What if it’s the other way around?
I don’t know which disturbs me more.
My pillow isn’t as comfortable as your chest.
There are some automatic toilets that need 2 chill the fuck out
nothing will fuck you up as much as the realization that there’s no real reason the alphabet needs to be in order
I don’t broadcast every high & I don’t hide every low. I’m trying to live. I’m not trying to convince the world I have life.