Valkyrie was my bi awakening

you would have looked at me that way too

also regulus: drowned

No one escapes quicksand

and ill finish this later oopsy daisy

I have everything I’ve wanted for the past few months; clear skin, clothes I like, amazing friends and confidence. Yet there’s that feeling. A mix of sadness, melancholia, anger, and numbness. It’s like my shadow; following me everywhere. It’s constantly with me. Sometimes it puts it’s hand on top of my mouth and suffocates me. It can last as long as it wants. I grasp on air, cry and yell. Sometimes it lets me go for a couple of days, but it always comes back. I can’t do anything about it, it’s omnipresent. Constantly on the ready to pick everything that I overthink and fear and shove them into my head, drowning my thoughts with hopelessness. I’m afraid that one day, there won’t be any air for me grasp on.