trying.

''i wasted those years'' who cares. you lived the only life you could've lived in those moments

i wish we didn’t have to worry about doxxing and could send our mutuals letters and cds and drawings and pressed flowers

14 year old me sending my address to a stranger on here to send penpal letters: 👁️👄👁️

It turns out that you can become the person you’ve always envisioned but you’ll still have the person you were before inside of you and you have to treat them with as much forgiveness and love as possible

i love re-consuming media i used to love when i was younger. like wow! child me still is in me i am holding her hand and keeping her safe and doing her favorite things with her!!!!

i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here

you know when you’re hanging out with someone and you feel the first inkling that the vibe between you has changed and you just have this silent moment of pre-emptive grief as you realize ah. they’re going to become someone i used to know soon

fuck a “formerly gifted child” i literally never stopped… if you put me in a primary school classroom i would still to this day be incredibly smart for a 12 year old

like i’m ever going to let some absolute godless pervert see the bottom half of my face ever again. in a TARGET, no less

you truly do not exist for other ppl’s consumption and your existence is not hinged on making others happy and comfortable by stifling and hiding and crushing and editing parts of yourself to be less than who you really are