In Love with His Affection

That's because this is Silmarillion

having to make yourself flare up right before a doctor appointment so you have a little bit more of a chance of them believing you is honestly one of the biggest fuck the health system

something that isn’t talked about enough with chronic illness is knowing that going to your appointments and doing your exercises and all that will help but being in too much pain or too fatigued to go, so your just stuck in this constant cycle of knowing what you need to do to get better but not being able to do it because your sick

the stoic teenager to being on the verge of tears anytime something slightly inconvenient happens adult pipeline is very real

Fucked up how humanity discovered electricity and radiation and made machines and learned to make airplanes and cured diseases and our takeaway isnt that "Some Magic Is Real And Here's Why", but that magic is fake this is big boy science and it's totally not magical

The reason the work you’ve done on how you feel doesn’t seem like it’s working is because you need to do it until it works. It’s never been “this strategy will pull you up” it’s always been “here’s something you can do that will END with you getting out of that hole” the climbing still hurts and the being underground still hurts but that doesn’t mean it’s not working

i want to be loved like the women i read about. like i’m the person they would do anything for. the person they look for in everyone else and everywhere they go because they can’t get her out of their heads. the person their entire being burns for. the person they are patient with, even when she’s rambling, being emotional or sick. the person they go out of their way for, over and over again, because it’s her. the person they love. the person they… love and keep loving.

everyone always sayin to me "not to be weird" you have to be weird. you have to be weird for your health

golem that protects a daycare. it is made of playdough.

“The power of Christ says psspsspss! The power of Christ says psspsspss!”

*fills a spray bottle with holy water*

You sprinkle Miette with holy water? You get her ectoplasma damp?! Oh! Oh! Hell for Mother! Hell for Mother for thousands of years! 😾

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