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your twenties are Also about discovering that you’re not a bad person in all the ways you believed you were but you’re a bad person in completely new and exciting ways

Morning spam yayyyy

You are literally all over my for you page miss

Tell your baby that I'm your baby

Sometimes I press my wounds to feel the pain I am capable of enduring only to realise that nothing comes close to the physical ache of losing someone you love.

Please give yourself the chance to meet someone new instead of going back to a person from your past who didn’t value you when they had you

I am a servant for my mothers unhappiness. I can make myself smaller, mother, I can become quieter. I am a wound that you can’t stop picking. I take scraps from dinner as little parts of love. I know that I am not easy to love. I know I wear my sadness so visibly that you’ve become ashamed of me. Make me small, crush me up in the palms of your hands. Destroy me for breakfast and devour me for lunch, leave nothing left of me, not even for the birds. Eat me. Eat me up. It’s too late to apologise now, sorry means nothing when you’re choking on my leftovers.

— Hannah Green, from “Are you still hungry, Mother?”