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i was ready to accept ‘we are now approaching leeds’ as the screenshot of despair
any room can be a panic room if you just give me a fucking second
all energy healing is a scam except for when a kitty lays on your chest and purrs and purrs and sends restorative rays of magic into your bones and nerves. fellas that one’s real.
if cats aren't meant to be kissed on their heads then what's that little space between their ears for
not to be dramatic but the trauma of being a daughter is real and my relationship with my mother is and will always be one of the most devastating and complex relationships i will ever experience
pissing myself at newsnight showing the list of mps who have resigned with boris johnson's face in the background played to a dramatic rendition of bittersweet symphony like he personally murdered each and every one of them
To myself, raised in an environment that glorified and romanticized restriction and suffering:
There is no victory in skipping dinner, or lunch, or breakfast, or morning coffee, or dessert.
There is no victory in refusing heaters and air conditioners and fans and heated blankets.
There is no victory in denying yourself sleep, or showers, or movement, or water, or a comfortable bed, or taking the elevator vs. the stairs.
There is no victory in refusing pain meds and heating pads and ice packs and medical help.
There is no victory in punishing yourself needlessly, in telling yourself that this pain you feel is because you are bad to the core and deserve it.
There is no victory in choking back your laughter and your tears, to keep an imagined equilibrium of safety that is really just a dry, cracked, empty, endless emotional desert.
You are here. You are in this body, and this body is yours. You deserve good things. You are alive, and that is messy and loud, and messy and loud are okay.
It’s okay to live abundantly. It’s okay to make mistakes, it’s okay to indulge. This paralysis of self-punishment, self-restriction, self-loathing is not healthy or good for you.
My post got 1 like… So here it is. Jonathan Sims from The Magnus Archives reading “Man Door Hand Hook Car Door” like a statement. See you all again in like 3 years.
affirmations for when you have to send emails
reblog this w your weirdest fear!!! mine’s balloons
I said weirdest not deepest! stop reblogging this w shit like ‘my life falling apart’ and ‘intimacy’ and have fun!! be scared of figurines or something damn
i think about this one so fucking often i had to clip it
I cannot work a job I don't have time. every day I need to sleep 24593280 hours
Norway realising that ‘grandma’ sort of rhymes with ‘banana’
moldova: *enters the stage*
everyone with ears:
underrated part of petting a cat is when you reach over their head to scratch their back and they bonk their head on ur arm
that’s the stuff………………