The door will always be cracked
You can always walk back in
You can always come home
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The door will always be cracked
You can always walk back in
You can always come home
No matter where I go, I find joy and then I find my trauma. And it whispers to me, “You will always be this way, it’s never going to change. I will follow you. I will make you miserable forever and then I will kill you”
The literature says this is normal for traumatized people
We think our sadness is personal, pervasive, and permanent.
Personal in that we believe we’ve caused all the problems we face
Pervasive in that our entire life is defined by our failings rather than our successes
And permanent, in that the sadness will last forever. Even when you feel joy you feel pain
To be loved
Is to be changed
I have the best girlfriend
Finally was able to get a print from one of my favorite European artist. I’m so happy I’ve been checking there website every day for months
When the kiss starts feeling like she can start bouncing up and down on my fingers…
How can you say you loved someone and not be able to tell they were dying
My superpower is being on aux and playing songs everyone in the car likes
I’m gonna need to seek more therapy after my therapist just texted me to tell me she thinks of me when her husband kisses her..
I see heaven when you crush me
Under the weight of your body
I want your kisses to cut me
I want to cry when you fuck me
I don’t believe in god but she tastes just like my savior
I never knew how popular Mephedrone was until I visited Russia, it’s basically the European meth and I’mso here for it
Just because you miss them doesn’t mean you should go back to them. It’s okay to feel their absence and remember the good times and wish things could have been different. But don’t confuse missing them with needing them. Think about why you left in the first place.
Were you happy?
Were your growing?
Or were you just surviving
The only bad thing about Istanbul is that buytaxi is such a unreliable ride share service that it’s such a challenge getting anywhere
As soon as I saw my therapist was a ginger I had to cut off every bitch I was fucking with