When calamity strikes, our highest-grade sentiments stand ready. Deployed with precision to catastrophes requiring immediate acknowledgment.
I must address you first, you fragile marvel of the universe, because you deserve far better than what I’ve given you. I’ve plucked you from nests, bought you from co-ops, and judged you in cartons, only to subject you to […]
Dream big, but not so big that the crushing weight of unmet expectations ruins your ability to enjoy the small stuff. Medium-sized dreams are underrated. #theptsd Tweet
Laughter is the best medicine, unless you have literally any condition requiring actual medicine. Then it’s just the awkward soundtrack to your pharmaceutical needs. #theptsd Tweet
Your excuses are writing checks your regrets can’t afford to cash.
Let them wonder what keeps you coming back after each knockout. That confusion is worth more than any win.
The fall will happen either way. The only question is whether you’ll be its victim or its architect.
The universe didn’t assign you meaning. Consider that freedom, not abandonment.
“There’s nothing more terrifying to a system built on panic than a person who remembers they can breathe through the chaos.”
Every epidemic begins with a single carrier who refused to be contained. Be that carrier.
In a possibly meaningless cosmos, your stubborn insistence on mattering is the only rebellion worth having.