Kinda Sick Of All Those Posts That Are Like "my Ancestors Were Surviving Starvation And The Plague Meanwhile

once I stop being scared of everything it's over for everyone

I want to be the house that my children’s friends want to come to, because despite whatever they’re facing at home, they’ll know they’ll find a second family with me and mine.

Someday I will have my own place. My world won’t be confined to my room. I will stumble sleepily through the house in the morning, opening the blinds. I will sit out in the backyard and look at the stars. I will go out whenever I want to. I will survive long enough to have that.

me when I find something that I wrote when I was having a mental breakdown

you will live and you will say the wrong things and make mistakes and people will love you anyways.

why is april always so rough?

“Your pet would eat you if you died near it” yeah well so would a lot of people. My pet isn’t special. I give them food meal & never let them outside. Are they gonna open wet food themselves when I’m gone? Are you stupid? If I have to be the wet food to buy a little guy some time so be it. Fuck off