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what doesn't kill you makes you stay on tumblr for 13 years and counting

People don’t understand how much of my life was shaped by expecting to die. I spent years not caring about anything because I didn’t think I’d be here. Now I’m behind on everything people my age figured out years ago. It’s hard to explain how exhausting it is to rebuild a life you never planned to keep.

my ultimate fantasy is to have a brain and body that allows me to enjoy being alive

i do feel somewhat ruined forever. but it’s okay we stay silly

not now honey, mommy’s yearning for something that once was and will never be again

so many hobbies for me to indulge in but i don't have that much money to afford them. :(

felt this on a spiritual level