you are all the colours in one, at full brightness

need someone to come hold my hand and do the thumb thing asap

complicated relationships with your parents are like. you cut up fruit and bring it to my room without me asking. i can't remember the last time you told me that you were proud of me. you told me i wasn't good enough for you but i'm not even good enough for myself. your hugs feel like coming home. i can't tell you anything that happens in my life. i doubt myself every day because of something you said to me when i was eight. would you like to hear about my day? please don't ask me about my day. i miss you even though you're in the next room. i wish we didn't live together. i've never loved or resented anyone as much as i've loved and resented you. are you okay? are we okay? are we ever going to be okay?

Becoming less reactive is a big part of growth & decreasing stress. Sometimes this type of avoidance can be looked at as lack of interest or uncaring, but it isn’t. If you let everything get you worked up, you’re damaging your mind, body & soul

your twenties are Also about discovering that you’re not a bad person in all the ways you believed you were but you’re a bad person in completely new and exciting ways

I wanna cry and scream because this all feels like a dream. I can’t wake up. Time is frozen but yet I’m getting older and older everyday. Suicide keeps creeping in on my mind it’s like a drug habit you can’t fix. I’m broken and disposable. Who would ever want me in there life? I have no purpose here anymore. I’m a ghost in this life. I don’t care about myself and I hate myself. I’m so fucking close to the end. I feel the sharp pain in my heart and my suffering will never go away. I just want to finally be set free.

my toxic trait is isolating myself in order to feel better when all i really need is a hug and someone that tells me it’s gon be alright