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reblog to give warm bread to your mutuals

i think the weirdest thing is having left over information about someone. like i still know someone’s favorite girl name. or their favorite season. or someone’s address. i remember someone’s favorite ice cream flavors. and someone’s favorite childhood book. and the mental disorder their uncle has. i remember the ages and birthdays of their siblings. i remember the song they said they’d sing to their spouse. where do i put this down? where do i learn to forget?

Everybody talks about cutting ppl off but nobody really talks about the grief that comes with having to stand firm on that decision knowing it’s not what you wanted but what was necessary for your well-being.

tiktok and youtube need to pay for the way their users are butchering the english language to appease algorithms "unalive" "seggs" "🌽" i will kill you with a hammer

just say lol and move on 

sometimes you just have to rest. the world can wait. take your time.

sometimes you just have to rest. the world can wait. take your time.

love being in bed under big winter covers i feel like an old king dying of illness telling his last will to his son

every time i shower im like “yeah! i’ll take better care of myself!! this rules!!! yeah!!!!” and then the horrors