imagine having someone who understands your mind… wow

Do you ever just lay in bed and realize how not okay you are

may 2020 bring healing. may 2020 bring peace. may 2020 bring kindness.

why does using someone’s name in conversation feel so intimate, like the way a touch feels gentle as someone is fixing ur hair or brushing out a stray strand

someone: *uses my name to address me* me: oh my God, i am a physical entity… …..

when i was a teenager it felt very revolutionary to be cruel to myself. like some kind of slow passive protest against how much everything hurt. i starved myself of sleep and food and tenderness because it felt right. it felt sharp and angry and radical and i wanted to be those things. adulthood is the realisation that the world is already working to cut into you well before you learn how to do it yourself. caring for yourself and others is the real protest

honestly just trying to get to know myself again.