lil sad dirtbag

“can you multitask?” yes actually i am losing my mind and chilling at the same time

i love you skin strokes i love you intertwined fingers i love you entangling your hands through someone’s hair i love you sitting so close to each other that you’re touching i love you mindless side hugs i love you soft touches i love you casual intimacy

I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

sounds silly but. one of the greatest things ever as someone with a trauma background is learning that things aren't inherently as bad or as scary as I thought. it IS possible to assemble Ikea furniture without arguments. is IS possible to discuss boundaries without having something thrown at me for speaking out of turn. it IS possible to spend hours on end sharing your favourite things with your favourite people, and not get called annoying for it. the world is an incredible place

are you home. do you want to play. have you eaten today. can i bring you a snack. can you hold my hand

being traumatized is so embarrassing sometimes like oooogh my mom was mean to me when i was little so now i want to eviscerate myself anytime i think i’ve done something wrong. fuck you

let's all kill ourselves at thr same time the look on god's face will be epic

If you dont care about me please dont ever pretend you do