I do think the majority of us should strangle the shame that lives inside of us like wringing water from the rag until we are soft and dry and weightless

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soft rain in the middle of the night, my beloved

― Margaret Atwood, You are Happy

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I think you carry the people you’ve loved with you forever, not in a ‘you can never get over them’ way but more like loving them changed you and it meant something and you have to make peace with that

just a girl in her room trying to forgive herself

Is it just me or does having a positive interaction with a stranger scratch a very particular itch? I think it's the reassurance that the world is not split solely into people who already love you and people who never will.

sometimes I see pictures from when I was younger and it makes me wonder why I spent so much time hating myself. sweet little baby me. I was still growing. I was still learning. I was still getting used to my own skin. I didn’t deserve that

One day I'll forgive myself for all the years I wasted!!! But today I think I'm going to lay down in my bed and torture myself with it