but sir, that’s my emotional support unachievable dream scenario that I came up with in my head

The most attractive thing to me is effort. Someone who really wants to talk to me, wants to see me, wants to make me a part of their day.

“why are you so tired all the time” God is killing me! thanks for asking

to catch a bus you have to think like a bus

*Still uses pinky promises as a legitimate foundation of trust*

"came back wrong" this "lived wrong" that, what about dying wrong. my death will forever cling to you, leaving behind a slimy trail and a metallic taste in your mouth. my soul will forever drag you down like the heavy corpse of a long-dead god, who somehow still grants wishes. you can't tell which one of us is the one not letting go. you know not even your own death will end this.

people are already reblogging this with their blorbos im doomed

More reading/books, more painting, more gym, more cooking, more praying, more writing, more rest, more kindness, more self love, more tuning into self