Bitter Salt

this one kinda hurts when i see it every pride month. im glad to see an art piece of mine still circulating, and with nearly 100,000 notes too! it just hurts that im separated from it. everyone in the notes thinks im gone. im still here, but my potential community and connection is lost because im forgotten in place of the art. yeah, my deactivated profile does add to the profoundness of what i was saying, but i am still removed.

(nods sagely) (nods basily) (nods rosemarily) (nods saltly) (nods star anisely)

hey good luck today with whatever u got going on. u got this. and i hope something really nice happens to u today. u deserve it. 

someone from 1997 wished me good luck. it’s like someone from so many years back knows your struggles and i just, i think i’m gonna cry

reblogging for luck from friend in 1997

fucked that you can’t fix other people especially when you really care about them. Oh so im just supposed to be there for you while you suffer. like a useless cunt gargoyle

Girl whose most frequent mistake is inaction voice: wow I keep making mistakes I better not do anything