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I want to fall in love with someone who falls for the color of my eyes in the sunshine, and the sound of my voice. Someone who loves the way their skin feels next to mine. Someone who is going to look at me and think that I am beautiful even when I weep. Someone to take pictures of me when I’m sleeping and tell me I was in their dreams. To hold my hand and never let go. To love and hate me. Because I am all too much. But I am all they want. Because I am. I want to be good enough. To be enough for someone. For someone to look at me and say I love you. Without a doubt in the world because they do. And I do. Love you. In all these ways, but you don’t love me the same. So I’ll hold my own hand and I’ll love me that way. Because I deserve love no matter what my pain. And I wish you the same.
-me
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the best things i’ve seen on the internet today
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We are starting the New Disco age.
#2020
-Cassidy Hope Olson
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help me out I’m trying to write a play about a student who uses they/them pronouns, I want to do it justice!
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I don’t know how many people have fake teeth but if you do, you know what it’s like to only half feel your food. I lost a front tooth playing hockey. Wicked feeling though not being able to feel something with your teeth. It’s just. Missing.
-Me
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“If we were meant to be, we would have been by now.”
— Billie Eilish; watch
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Empty.
I never understood feelings until I had them. It was empty for along time. Darkness was all it was, till there was a separation of light and darkness, and the light was beautiful. I didn’t not see the light until I was out of the darkness. Only then was it clear that the darkness existed.
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“Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.” - Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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“…Believe me when I tell you that everything is temporary. Everything. There’s not a thing in the world that will not change, including you.”
— Alexis M. Smith
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One of the hardest things I had to do was accept that I am the antagonist in someone’s story. I am the person they have nightmares about.
-learning to love the worst parts of me.
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“I have a mental illness”= generic, vulnerable, people judge you for it
“My bloodline is cursed to fight unseen demons”= heroic, fairy tale-esque, too weird to be open for further questioning
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Fratals are a repersentation of God.
Me.
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