Dont Sympathize With My Meltdown

“I can fix him” “I can make him worse” yeah well I can write and implement a comprehensive support plan for him, we are not the same

Yeah you fine but are you fucking considerate?

every day i get my heart ripped out & every day i simply just continue

so much unprocessed grief so little human contact something more happens something awful or sad & you think you don't even have any room left to ache properly you let yourself have one quick sob & u plunge your hands back into the sink & wash the dishes & the next day it's the same. more of the same

i’ve never related to anything more in my life. i’m tired.

Forever stuck between “fight for what you want” and “if its meant to be, it will be” and I never know which rule to follow.

Idk who needs to hear this but your tummy isn’t ruining your outfits, you look hot

for someone with like 2 brain cells I sure do overthink

i have no game when it comes to flirting, i just say raw unfiltered unhinged thoughts and hope something sticks