every splintered bone will fall

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every splintered bone will fall
‘last summer’ by audiostrobelight came on this morning and for one minute and forty nine seconds i let myself feel things that i haven’t let myself for a very long time.
*walks past a group of men* wow the ground is so interesting the floor is facisnating…love dirt and also concrete…sidewalks amaze me
where ! is ! the ! middle ! ground !
Cave of the Storm Nymphs, 1903 by Sir Edward John Poynter (English, 1836–1919)
hi can we normalize the idea of choosing not to drink
i applied for a job and the girl who got it went to my high school and was the cheerleading captain and is beautiful and blonde and seemingly has the perfect life with a cute kid and that’s the most cliche shit i’ve ever heard in my life
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun.
how ironic that it’s my birthday yet i wish i was dead
can we ever truly separate our feelings about our mothers’ sadness from our feelings about our own childhood sadness, watching her? our own sadness as women who watch our loved ones marry men like our fathers? our own sadness if we were stuck in our mothers’ lives?
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“Boundaries are not selfish. They aren’t overindulgent or evidence that you’re too sensitive, and they aren’t weakness. Boundaries are conditions that allow you to take care of yourself; conditions that give you the means to survive and keep from sinking. They’re circumstances that honor your needs and respect your feelings. Limits that YOU get to decide on; limits that are inherently valid, regardless of how they compare to anyone else’s. You deserve to create a space for yourself that feels safe and supportive. You deserve to exist under terms that don’t harm you; terms that allow your best self to come through. Even if other people don’t understand; even if it makes them feel angry or rejected or sad — your boundaries are necessary and they matter. Their needs matter too, and its not wrong to want to make shifts to accommodate both — but the truth is that you can’t take care of anyone else if your own needs aren’t being met. You don’t have to explain your boundaries. You don’t have to justify them, and you don’t need anyone’s approval. You need to believe that you’re someone worth taking care of, and you need to trust that if anyone is entitled to your protection and care, it’s you.”
— Daniell Koepke (via internal-acceptance-movement)
“once you understand violence, once its presence is constant enough, it can become something you survive until survival becomes normalcy, and fear becomes something you lie about when your friends are listening.”