je vais continuer

sometimes a coping mechanism is like an emergency tracheotomy. it's probably not ideal for someone to have a hole in their throat unless the alternative is that they are at risk of choking and dying. the fact that they now have a hole in their throat is a separate problem we can solve once the choking and dying thing is out of the way. "oh it's not healthy for someone to let themselves choke in the first place" okay mr nonsensical the thing is that they are now choking so what do we need to do to make sure some air gets in those lungs. yknow.

"what if that homeless person you gave money to spends it on alcohol ???😱" first of all alcohol withdrawal kills people and if theyre not in a safe place to detox (unlikely if they dont have a fucking home) this is literally harm reduction. second of all if they are not in danger of withdrawal thats fine too because im not a little baby bitch who thinks people have to earn the right to have a fucking drink by passing the "must be this tall housed to ride" test. third of all i would have spent it on alcohol also. so now what.

“You made me feel safe, and then you became the reason I wasn’t.”

Sorry for fingering you until you cried. I wanted to finger you until you cried.

“I don’t regret you. I regret thinking you would stay.”

polaroid pic of her riding my dick

I loved you in a way I wished someone would love me.

sometimes im tired and other times im tired

and today im tired

so very tired..

Some connections feel ancient, as if two souls signed a pact long before they ever met.

would you fuck me if i asked you nicely

?????

i be bouncing between healing & crashing out like a seesaw all day