•The Marks On Her Skin•

Nights like these I could really use this. Anxiety sucks so much. I feel no one can deal with it. Svt is so hard to manage and deal with alone, the fact missing one dose of medication made me almost pass out, the potential diagnosis of pots scares me. My mind is on a loop of anxiety constantly. I wish this was available right now. I wish someone could comfort me and help me.

“No one is coming to save you.” I disagree ! I believe many people made up of many small moments come to save pieces of you , even if just briefly. The mentor who believed in you . The friend who said they’re proud of you. The family member that makes you laugh . The random person who held the door for you out of nothing but kindness. The teacher who took extra time to help you understand. The person who smiled at you when you walked into a store. The little kid who looks up to you. The person who randomly complimented you. Being “saved” isn’t about being whisked away and all your hardships gone, it’s about the people and things that remind you life is not all hardships, it is kindness, love, gentleness, softness, care, thoughtfulness. It is many moments made up of your lifetime that keeps you going and showing you the world is still beautiful, and will always be. Despite.

she scares you because you don't want to feel anything and she makes you feel everything.

I don’t need someone to save me. I need someone who’ll sit beside me while it all burns.

Dammit it’s been like forever since I saw this shit. Can’t chance it, sorry sorry.

Sleepy cuddles and groping that turns into forcefully breeding you at 3am because you're just too fucking hot for me to wait until morning to use you.

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