It’s okay to miss ppl, but don’t ever forget why u distanced urself
I find comfort in knowing that people who I’ve cut out of my life are left with this version of me that simply doesn’t exist anymore. The memory and image of me that they have isnt who I am, and I’m happy that it’s that way. I’ve changed and grown and they wont ever get the chance to know the better version of myself that I’ve become during their absence.
My friend and I are discussing various English/UK accents and I just fucking blurted “Australian accents are like if Britain had a Texas” and guys I feel like I’ve cracked the goddamn code
There are 4 types of responses to this post
1) “I’m Australian/British/a Texan and this is fucking disgusting/offensive/problematic and here’s why”
2) “I’m Australian/British/a Texan and you’re absolutely right and I hate you for it”
3) Actual smart linguistics/etymology people describing the progression of accents and proving how big of a dumbass I am
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