look: the right people will get it. the right people will see you and appreciate you for the person that you are. the right people won’t require you to dilute, censor, or edit yourself in order to be worthy of their time and affection. you don’t need to waste your time on people who are committed to misunderstanding you
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maybe it’s the result of a less than ideal childhood but I do feel on a deep level like I’m a kind of gremlinlike creature that crawls on all fours that you spray with a spray bottle when it gets too close
“And she’ll smile, like always, to remind you that she’s still alive, and then she’ll turn around and face her demons alone. Like always.”
“I’m still learning to love myself. It’s hard when, “You’re not good enough,” is all you’ve ever known.”
— tara love
Does anyone else find it crazy that you can be so fucking depressed and no one around you notices? Not your parents, your siblings, your friends, your teachers, your classmates, no one. Like you can literally be on the verge of tears, drowning, and everyone is totally oblivious.
like okay i know astrology is fake but it’s real
Someone once told me economics is just astrology for men and I am hanging onto that and getting as much mileage out of it as I possibly can before I die.
