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The sexual tension between a girl and not feeling real every time her birthday comes around

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"you need to let it go" that would be really cool, unfortunately I'll take it with me to the grave

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im not scared of my own desires. i sabotage myself to make sure i never get what i want for unrelated reasons.

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why is it not socially acceptable to scream really loud

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does anyone feel the layer of plexiglass between themselves and the rest of the world or is that just a me thing

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hmm. maybe u were put on this earth to make art and write bad poetry and create silly little playlists and being kind and maybe tearing up a little bit when you see old people eating alone

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you’re not alone in the universe. at the very least, you have libraries, flowers, strawberries, poetry, stars, and the moon.

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I know this will bother unhealed adults, but the real world, more often than not, does give you second chances and do overs. Very rarely are things set in stone. And people, especially young people, deserve to know that. Because lording the idea that they can never mess up, even once, does a lot more damage than good.

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honestly i dont need therapy i need a machine to go into my body and manually stretch all my muscles and crack all my joints and then i need the machine to go into my brain and deep clean it with soapy hot water

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i am an ally to all embarrassing and uncool women forever and ever

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A nice thing to think about is that everything gets easier the more you do it. You can teach yourself most anything. Playing an instrument, making friends, applying to jobs, thinking more positively. Things seem hard at first but after trying them out 100 times they seem much more achievable. You can do a lot if you're patient. If you don't villainize yourself because you can't do something after the first try.

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me looking in the mirror, gripping the sink: you’ll be okay eventually you silly little bitch

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"I disappeared into books when I was very young, disappeared into them like someone running into the woods."

- Rebecca Solnit

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the intimacy of locking your fingers with someone you love, someone you cannot reach or touch, someone you can only visit in dreams.

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I love you thunderstorm lullabies. I love you foggy mornings. I love you misty days. I love you birds playing in puddles. I love you raindrop-bejeweled blades of grass. I love you cool breeze.

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wish someone would re-pot me like a plant