Regrets & Realizations

I lowkey (but rlly highkey) need affection right now

self care is so damn difficult when you… don’t… care… about your own self

you won’t figure shit out from my posts. i could post “i love him so much” and i’m talking about a chicken wing. stay woke.

me pitching a show to netflix: okay so queer eye but instead the gays fuck up the lives of men who deserve it

Queer Eye for an Eye

I don’t want us to be strangers again.

I sit here and tell myself that I gotta move on, that I need to start making myself happy, that you truly don’t matter and that I can be without you. Then I fall asleep and dream of you, wake up in sweats, wake up in tears and it’s like everything I told myself is forgotton.

There’s always gonna be that one person that you can’t get out of your mind no matter how hard you try.

deciding to recover is an extremely hard and brave decision

clearly everyone is sick of me and that’s ok bc so am I so am I so am i

Not to brag but I don’t need alcohol to send texts I regret

This is TOO relatable.. hits TOO close to home