🧚🏻‍♀️ this is the good luck fairy and she’s here to bless u with good luck for the rest of ur life

Every time my phone buzzes I hope it’s you missing me.

a small thing i learned from my sister dying is that i really would rather the people i love be a burden than be whatever the hell else they'd be if they weren't. yes even if it's messy and not always fair and hard completely inconvenient for everyone involved. even if it's weird. even if i'm rolling my eyes a bit inside sometimes. i just want you to bother me. please always bother me

like "it's rotten work" "not to me not if it's you" actually sometimes it's still rotten work. even if it's you. and i'd still do it a million times over

been so worried about whether or not other people forgave me i forgot to forgive myself

i shed my old skin without preparing a new one first and it’s kind of really uncomfortable walking around with no skin

i’m hiding worse, more secret emotions behind my big and obvious ones