stupid boys being all sweet and shit
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Wow. What a difference a year makes.
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a better day
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Not enough sleep
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This is how I choose to remember you. Smiling. Holding me.
The rest - the crying, the shouting, the fighting - it's just noise now.
Come back and dance with me again.
My u-haul dream girl. You took the biggest piece of my heart the night we met. You gave it back the night you left. I'll carry it now so you can finally rest.
Come back, dance with me again.
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Fuck this. Like really fuck this.
How could you do this?
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I'm so sorry.
Love you for always. Miss you forever.
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Recovering has been painful, challenging, confusing and LIBERATING.
I'm now 6 months at a healthy bmi and it isn't easier being in a vessel that feels so foreign and often so at odds with my mind and self-image but every day it gets more and more worth it. More than anything else I feel sad that I spent nearly two years deeply harming my body and my mind and harming those around me by proxy. But it's all repairing now.
Sorry for the sap. I'm not open about this irl and needed to get it out somewhere.
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This stamp was meant for work purposes
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Only purchasing the essentials e.g these Leucadendrons
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Great blog. New follower
given you asked this like a year ago i’m gunna guess you’re no longer following but helloooooooooo anyway
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You're pretty. I'm playing that down
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Sorry mum
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I am with mullet
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Hattigny, France
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Mater dolorosa
I wrote about this wooden bust in my final legal dissertation this year. A few weeks later I was in an art gallery in Berlin and just walked around a corner and there she was. I guess she blessed me that day because 2 weeks later I got the highest grade I've ever gotten at university on my dissertation.
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