The Joy of Joy

i want to be able to feel at my core that you’re meant for me

I need such a long hug where you kinda forget whatever else is happening around you for a minute.

i’m such a “i want your attention” but “won’t bother you” kinda person

mutuals can always dm me but be warned i talk like your coworker who is trying too hard to get to know you and my response times are akin to the response times you might get if we were communicating by letter

i hope i’m always remembered for any good i’ve done or any kindness i’ve given out, i hope i’ve left some love in someone’s heart

i respect someone who is vocal. Tell me why ur into me. Tell me why i pissed you off & tell me how i can fix it. Tell me everything. Talk.

my love language is remembering small details about u

It would be really cool if I could stop randomly feeling insanely depressed out of nowhere

It would be really cool if I could stop randomly feeling insanely depressed out of nowhere

It would be really cool if I could stop randomly feeling insanely depressed out of nowhere

Trauma didn't make me nice, I consciously made me nice because I don't want anyone else to suffer like I did. Trauma didn't make me strong, I made me strong. Don't you dare ever tell me my trauma made me anything but scared, broken, and confused. Don't give credit to the abusers for me being a good person. They didn't make me good, I made myself good.

i’m tryna grow old w somebody, fuck all that other shit y’all be on.

the right people will fight for you

Small details always mean a lot