Trading places with the ghost in me

I love my stupid old sweaty sexy boyfriend so much that I re-downloaded tumblr just to yell it into the curated void

one is dead and the other has cancer i'm willing to break myself to shake this hell from everything i touch

tell me how it feels to watch your friends give up

please come back

i dreamt of you in that bed, I keep dreaming about blood and about you, almost every night. i hope there was no blood

the nights are filled with numbers 9:13, 9:10, 9:02 going around and around my head.. the mornings are blissful, 10:10 was the longest i ever made it, before i remembered.

was just on the phone to mama 'Maddie your cat won't stop playing with coal and now he has black paws and there are paw prints everywhere' go baby 🤘

dreamt you were here again. it's my fault

i dreamt you were still alive and i asked you to marry me. you said that's all you ever wanted. all i know is that i died once, for a few minutes. it was so peaceful. i'm glad you have that now

The love's still there I just don't know what to do with it now

i love how much men love my vivacity right up until the exact point where it threatens their masculinity it's honestly my fave thing

Day 4 of this virus going strong. It makes me vomit constantly and the nausea never gets better, I can't eat drink or move and my glands and joints ache so much.. My stomach muscles hurt more than they ever have from constantly gagging and the anti nausea meds give me restless legs. doing all i can to not be hospitalized but it's not getting better

living without my cats for a few months is a lot harder than i anticipated. I feel displaced and alone without them. i love them so much