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all i ever think about is skincare and getting rawed

accept that you arent special to some people and move on

Me taking to myself in the morning: okay bitch, get the fuck up

*accidentaly vents to friend* great now i can never speak to them again

examine your intentions. don’t move, why are you here? is your anger self righteous or misdirected? are you holding yourself accountable? what are the consequences of your actions? are your feelings facts, are they a tool for you to win an argument? are your actions consistent with the love you say you have for another? what does love mean to you? is your language mindful of another’s illnesses and traumas? do you respect another’s autonomy and critical thinking skills? are your emotions enriching this conversation or damaging it?

even if my titties aren’t physically out, they’re spiritually out, and that’s what matters

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when people say my name im like.   cant believe i exist