#savrambles

and i love when someone loves them. i love when someone sits with them, patient. they don't flinch at the snarling and snapping. they're not trying to fix it—there's nothing to be fixed. this is you, all of you, and ill wait. because one day, one day you'll take the treat. go on, draw my blood. spit and curse and rage. you're safe with me. one day, you'll feel safe with me.

your ed is valid even when you eat like a normal healthy human being.

bigger fan of “i know exactly where they are, i know they’re hurt, i know they’re in danger, but i can’t reach them”

all of this to say, there's no such thing as unimportant writing. only way to get better is to practice, and when you practice, you're inevitably gonna fail. and that's fine! that's normal! don't limit yourself by refusing to acknowledge and analyze those failures