Erika

this post was a big hit in the adults who have bills to pay fandom

Forgive yourself every night before going to sleep.

must be nice to be able to let things go, unfortunately everything that has ever happened to me never leaves my mind

what is your fucking problem. you'll be loved that way again. and more

no one tells you how much of life takes practice. not just writing, painting, running, singing, etc, but practicing how to make friends. how to make the right ones. getting practiced at how to be a good friend, a good sibling, a good person. practice identifying when people haven’t earned that. learning to recognize your right to rage and, eventually, how to offer mercy. so much of life is muscle memory, and i’ve begun to realize there are so many more parts of ourselves to flex and stretch and strengthen than those we’re taught in anatomy lessons

the urge to disappear vs the desire to be wanted and accompanied

you ever know someone and you think “god i love you. i wish we could’ve known eachother when we were carefree and 11. i wish we could’ve played together as kids”

so fucked up that i have to take care of my body everyday. what if sometimes i feel sad about the maintenance

Kinda in the mood to be carnally desired and intimately known

In another universe, you loved yourself enough to get help. You loved yourself enough to love me, too.

actually i love growing older and learning how i work as a person like realizing what kinds of fabrics feel best on my skin or what brand of yogurt i like best or how I want to be touched. watching myself change, enjoying brussel sprouts when I used to hate them as a child, understanding why I got angry in that one conversation 10 years ago… there are so many mysteries inside me that i have yet to unravel and there will always be more and sometimes i think maybe its all worth it