do you ever think like. yeah. I’m doing good. and then you’re like. oh. oh I’m crying

this year was really hard … I’m tired

Me, not talking: Ah fuck, I am being weird

Me, talking: Ah fuck, I am being weird

And if you love, love their darkness too, not just their light.

im permanently emotionally damaged but it’s chill, I’m chill

Can’t believe i gotta heal myself from the issues i didn’t even give myself

she loves hard because she knows how it feels to be loved so little

Me when good things happen

me at the mere whiff of pizza