My tumblr is 15 years old???
Sometimes I wonder if 12 & 4/5 year old me would've thought we'd still be here but we are. Somehow. Slowly. At our own pace. No longer as bothered and agitated before. Perhaps not the best in dealing with our darkest moments still. But better, stronger than before. Like mushrooms feeding on the carcasses of our fears and anxieties. We're here and hopefully here to stay.

















