“For What Was A Person But The Sum Of All The Scraps Of Their Memory And Experience: A Finite Set Of

unstoppable force (my anxiety) meets an immovable object (my anxiety)

i actually think i'd do great in a time loop. this shit is awesome

“I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke.”

— Meredith Grey

life is too long to be unhappy

like there comes a point where you think something is fundamentally wrong with you. and then it turns out it’s just Friday and you haven’t washed your hair in three days and maybe you’re also just a little lonely and the combination of all three of those things is whittling a hole into your chest every time you breathe. but also the sun’s up. and you’ve survived everything so far, so you’ll survive this too, even if it hurts, even if you have to survive it many times.

"don't worry about how other people perceive you" okay but like how they treat me is frequently determined by how they perceive me and I would prefer people be niceys to me

the real enemies to lovers plot was my arc in discovering how to love myself. it may have taken several years, but holy shit i think it worked

so i'm going to make a new jacket patch

Maybe if I was prettier. Or maybe if I was more horrifying actually