“i still love you. you know that right? i always did, probably always will. lord knows i was never good at letting things - or people - go.”
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“i still love you. you know that right? i always did, probably always will. lord knows i was never good at letting things - or people - go.”
-and other things i’ll never tell you. c.r.
Stay weird. Your weird is someone's perfect.
let's go hiking & fuck with a stunning view
this is the only website that has ever made sense to me
“This time last year, I could have told you who I was, and who I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Twelve months have passed and now all I’m sure about… is that it’s December again.”
— rhymingtherapy, writing prompt #72, write about December
Your 30s aren't too late. Don't let nobody tell you that stupid shit.
why is everyone so mean. how aren’t you tired
It's really hard to learn how to love yourself when you haven't been loved properly by other people. And the least helpful thing you can say to people in that situation is that no one can love them before they love themselves. Because self worth is something that is built and taught in healthy communities. It's not something you can be expected to master without the support of others
if i can't picture us dancing in the middle of the kitchen late at night, i don't want it.
I am, what many would call, a fucking mess.
anxiety is so weird like why is my mental illness in my stomach
I just wanna be loved, respected and taken care of, I’m so tired my heart is so tired