w i d e s p a c e s

Hearken! and observe how healthily-- how calmly I can tell you the whole story.

[widespaces]

from me to you

Even though I just met you, I believe we will be great friends. I’ll tell you something about me, then you can tell me something about you, as that is how friendship works.

Here is something I believe: I believe that people think that people come and go. School teaches them that― that life changes in big annual movements, that one year you are this and then next, you are that. Oh, but life blends into itself as you get older and you realize, you will watch a few, if not many, of your friends get old. You will watch them lose their minds and their hair. You will watch them get sick and get better. You will watch them get married, get divorced and eventually, you will watch them die.

Or they will watch you die.

So this is what I believe friendship means and I am sorry to have to put such heavy burden on you. 

Now you can tell me something you believe, as it is your turn, and this is how friendship works.

― K. David

[widespaces]

Just because something is right doesn’t mean it’s not going to fuck your head up with scary unknowns.

[widespaces]

You will find him in the smallest of things. Your playlist. The scent of your sheets. And doesn't that make it more difficult to remove? To let go? When you don't know which are and aren't yours anymore.

[widespaces]

Is there really a point in getting angry at the people who leave you behind? How do they notice the fire of a home they are not a part of anymore?

[widespaces]

My superpower is making bad situations worse.

[perrfectly]

[widespaces]

— Can you say something sexy in French?

— Oui, j'ai mal à la tête.

[noetig]

[widespaces]

you

[bazaardotco]

[widespaces]

The reason people cling to their hate so stubbornly is because they sense once the hate is gone, they'll be forced to deal with the pain.

05.27.20

[widespaces]

What were the chances of us meeting, here and now? When the odds are this low, you don’t tell fate to fuck off.

- me to myself when i met him

[cynsyllables]

"I believe there are only 2 reasons why someone changes, the first being chemical differences and second being regretted behaviours"

— Cynthia Chapman

[thesilentgazer]

Some days you won't be able to fight. You'll sit down and stare at the wall or occupy your hands and legs in mindless things. You'll draw aimlessly at a paper or find yourself unable to want to give a coherent response to any questions and or conversations. Your soul will be so tired you won't want to absorb anything. Your mind will want to be blank and your whole body will feel heavy. And that's ok. Everyone has those days, they're unavoidable. After all, we all need to heal one way or the other. You can't expect to repair an engine while it's running, right?

-gazergirl // let go sometimes

[widespaces]

The same conversations caught in endless loops and the fools who participate in them -

05.27.20

[inkskinned]

how do i say “the smell of the people u love is something u know innately & is deeply comforting & while i’ll never know my own smell i hope that it’s nice & learning someone’s smell means that u just … know it for like, ever, even if u can’t clearly articulate what it is actually like” without sounding like a huge creep that smells people

[inkskinned]

“learn self love!” where, i wonder, were we supposed to learn this beautiful thing. so easily, could i have torn up every floorboard of my unsafe house and said - there! now i have made a home in the places my blood has spilled. was it hiding in the hearts of the people that bullied me, was it tucked safely in the teeth of my abusers. could i have simply learned self-love while online, in my sweatpants, unworried about the job where i am not a person but a clock in motion. i can burn my bills. i can wash my hands of my physical health. i can turn my back on my trauma. ta-da! now i have self-love.

i am much better than i ever was. i had to leave. there is no self-love where there is not safety. and there is no learning care without community. there is no good feeling, movie-star recovery without years of work, and support, and consistency. and tell me - where was i going to find that, when i was fourteen?

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