#dawsonsaid

i don’t think i’ve ever confessed feelings for someone and it gone well so maybe i should stop doing that hah a ha … ha.

perpetually standing at the stove, alone, eating a cold bagel, at 2am, absentmindedly staring off into the abyss of the clock’s background

if a man can go without texting me ima let em

i really can’t wait to never be around my moms explosive unexpected anger anymore. my nervous system is just.. shot

i am self sabotaging so bad lately. i’m so stressed. i feel out of control. i just want to sleep so i stop ruining my progress

hi i just wanted to say that if you’re feeling bad about your body today, about how you look… how you look is not who you are. your body is just your vessel, and what other people think of it is not nearly as important as your safety. it is always better to eat *something* even if it’s not “nutritiously dense” than to eat nothing. you are perfectly valid exactly as you are now. your feelings matter, and you should talk about them with someone you trust. but you are not your body. you are so much more than what you look like. and who you are is worthy of so much more love than you can even imagine.