Reblog if you understand that disability is not a monolith and two people with the same disability do not have identical experiences ✨
oh...that's why my "rest day" ended in more pain :/
Fun fact! Did you know that if you don't move around enough with chronic pain, that it will hurt just as bad if you move around too much?! So no matter what you do, there is only
pain˚✧ ゚.
all the love you freely give, my friend.
Well?
in a song i heard the lyrics
“he only loves me when I rot with him”
and those words tested their way through my being until they rested in the wound I cannot touch, cannot heal, and cannot see.
Rotting
love
two words i’ve often always associated with eachother despite a part of me believing in the purity of love.
A purity i reach for but cannot touch, perhaps one i never can.
“he” only loves me when i rot with “him”
when my eyes lose light as the mention of his name and i have to remind myself that i’m no longer rotting.
But it’s hard to believe that when a part of you is still stained in his sheets, when the taste is still in your mouth, when you see him when you close your eyes.
rotting
when my bones pierced my skin, my body rejecting what he gives me, shaking, when he gets near.
He only loves me when I rot when i’m sick
when he can manipulate and lie
with him.
yall ever wake up in a cold sweat over a dream about someone you talked to a year ago?
boutta lose it
(if you know me irl you’re not allowed to question me about this im too humiliated)
huuuuge fan of little phrases you can add to the end of your sentences just for fun. "if you even care" and "btw" and "I fear" have done sooo much for my vocabulary. if you even care