Sorry For Documenting My Suffering And Delusions Online Do You Still Think Im Hot

When Morticia Addams said, "Life’s not all lovely thorns and singing vultures, you know," and, "Hearts are wild creatures, that’s why our ribs are cages."

In another universe I’m not afraid to be seen.

badweird feelings

i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here

you've heard of ghosts as repetitions of memory now get ready for ghosts as the absence of memory

Your suffering does not have to be beautiful. It does not have to culminate in an eloquent writing piece or a tragically gorgeous painting. It does not have to “make you stronger” or “be part of a greater plan leading to something better.” It does not have to be romanticized or presentable. Yes, you are artistic. Yes, you are beautiful. Yes, you are strong. But before any of those things, you are a feeling human in a world where nothing is certain. Allow yourself to be so.

how dare you make it harder for me to hate myself

is this what growing up is? just leaving things behind, over and over?