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To my dearest friends:
Thank you for loving me through the highs and lows. Thank you for loving me when you faded to the background of my attention and I forgot to be thankful for your steady presence. I often forget to think about you because I don't have to wonder if you'll be there if I need you and I don't have to wonder if you'll reach out when you need me. I know you'll answer no matter where or when I'm calling from. You are the standard and a tough act to follow.
Just a reminder of something.
Ngl, I think the idea that in my lifetime, I wrote something someone felt worthy of reading outloud, even if i’m never published.
I think that’s gonna make everything pretty much okay. I’ve accomplished something. :3
cant decide between writing a great gatsby inspired 1920s au or horror movie inspired 80s/90s ghosts ouija boards & urban legends hs/college au 🥲
Two-hundred twenty-one 🎻🌿💦☕️
That moment where you realise you've allowed a fictional character to become part of who you are. 🤯 #identity #personal #TheLastOfUs #Ellie
When I was 12 years old, my best friend at the time told me to get some rest because her aunt was short of breath when she ran because she was fat and, because I'm also fat, I should stay the same way. I can feel today the tightness in my chest and the immense desire to cry that I felt at that moment and in all the others that taxed me for the size of my body.
Over the years I developed anorexia. Comparisons of my weight to my sister's or anyone else's have caused me to feel inferior and worthless. I destroyed myself and the people around me. I keep destroying but for some reason all I want now is to heal. Not going back to being the same as before, but being a new version of all the other "I's" I've been.
I hope it's not a momentary thing and I hope I can achieve the happiness I'm looking for.
I DO NOT DESERVE TO PAY FOR WHAT OTHERS HAVE DONE TO ME.