“are you okay” no bro i constantly feel like i am too much but simultaneously not enough

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“are you okay” no bro i constantly feel like i am too much but simultaneously not enough
“are you athletic” haha yeah i wear sports bras sometimes lmao
have you eaten? (i love you). did you get enough sleep last night? (i love you). how do you feel today? (i love you). did you have a nice day? (i love you). will you come on a walk with me? (i love you). here's some fruit I cut up for you. (i love you) (i love you) (i love you).
Men were sending love letters in the middle of wars and we’re settling for boys that think reassurance is too much effort ? The bar is in hell.
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]
the next forehead kiss i get better be by a gun
You have to learn to be okay with never knowing why.
Treka L. House
— just grow from the lesson and live on.
t shirt that says “i used to be worse”
need some romantic shit to happen to me
relapsing does not mean you’ve failed
wait so you can find happiness in the smallest most insignificant things in life and they’re not a distant promise but a tangible immediate reality?
after seeing your friends for a few hours sometimes u walk away and return home with a little ball of glowing golden light in your chest
This blog is specifically for soft, kind, loving girls who also fill with unspeakable rage and would set the world on fire
"baby," but platonically
"dude," but romantically
the fact that someone isnt calling me love and kissing my forehead right now is despicable, actually
“You teach people how to treat you by what you allow, what you stop, and what you reinforce.”
— Tony Gaskins