No One Haunts Me More Than The Spirit Of My Wasted Potential

"You’re so polite" thanks i was raised in constant fear of upsetting people.

*having sex* w-wait... *opens closet, pulls out rope* I was going to use this to kms but like hey *ties u up*

Having an emotionally absent but otherwise present father is fun stuff because you live with an unknown man your whole life and are supposed to put up with his shit AND love him like ex-fucking-cuse me

digital painting I did of my boyfriend and I a while back. he is my world

I envy selfish people. Do you know how exhausting it is to always worry about other people and their feelings even if it’s at your own expense?

Do forgotten things belong in dreams?

Surely, even the nights that slip away from the mind still yet cling to being.

Why else do we dream of both the most beautiful and the wondrous things?

What was left by another can mean everything to someone new.

normalize having favorites. in fact, normalize me being your favorite. normalize loving me more than you’ve ever loved anyone else. please please please please please please