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what doesn’t kill me leaves a pit in my stomach that never goes away

*has several debilitating disorders* idk maybe i'm just lazy

by the way. it never is too late to decide you want to be happy. the woman who helped me get hormones didnt start hers until she was 70, and i met her at 73, beautiful and smiling - and told me that the last three years of her life had been her favorite. your favorites might be ahead of you too. why not hang around and find out?

just put my joint out on the open mind of a child searing it and instantly destroying his ability to dream or imagine. sad but i don't care

i don't usually make these kinds of posts but in the tags tell me what symbolic imagery you associate yourself with i'm curious. personally i associate myself with eye injuries, the color red, and scorpions.

you don’t need to reinvent yourself this summer; you simply need to return to the things that make you feel most like you