Thanks For Hanging Out With Me! Was I Cool? Did You Like Me? What Do You Think Of Me In Detail? Do You

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

i want to learn out of INTEREST!! not OBEDIENCE!!!1!

this tweet hasn't left my mind once in the two years since it's been posted

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nice of you to stop by! o/

this the main account. my super cool amazing and totally not beginner art is: @jvstbrokenglass. most of my reblogs end up here: @jvstbrokenglassss

growing up in a neurotypical household, i sometimes feel kinda alone

but then i remember that i have friends who sort their m&ms by color before eating them and suddenly feel better

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.

“But you see, there is a graveyard in my mouth filled with words that have died on my lips.”

—Emily Palermo, Untitled

Oh sunk-cost fallacy, we're really in it now. We are in fact so really in it that if we quit now then everything we did would have all been for nothing and so we have to keep going in