Having him slide into bed behind you while you're already halfway off to dreamland, his breath warm against your naked shoulder where he leaves soft kisses, murmuring about how he has missed you and that he's sorry for coming home so late

acting as if nothing happened and nothing matters to me until my next breakdown

i think its funny when people are like "you cant blame your parents forever" because like. im permanently disabled because of them. am i allowed to be mad about that?

no matter what i try i'll never be able to connect to other ppl the way i see everyone else do

just stressed myself out until i died

hope tumblr lasts another 20 years so i can liveblog my midlife crisis