I dreamt of you and woke up bleeding from old wounds I thought were healed.
I dreamt of you again. I wish it wasn't a nightmare but; when I awake you remain gone.
“Maybe our favourite quotations say more about us than about the stories and people we’re quoting.”
— John Green
fatima aamer bilal, on the art of filling a palm.
[art acquired from pinterest]
I am worth something, but not enough.
Suddenly I understand the situation fully: there are multiple truths, but one truth is larger. He cares about me. And he can’t give me anything real. I am worth something, but not enough. Life’s greater truth is like that, always there, waiting to slide its knife into the heart of our illusions.
— Sarah Rose Etter, Ripe: A Novel (Scribner, July 11, 2023)
No matter how much I try to change, it never works.
Wowie my Snapchat has been hacked. Anyone who’s been talking to me there, it’s not just me lol
If you wanna add me again on my new acc just lmk!
Communication is not about proving a point. It’s about expressing a point. Know the difference
“Note to self: You’ve gotta do this for you. This is for you. This isn’t about anybody. Live for you. Honour you. Never lose sight of that.”
— Unknown
The older you get, the more it’s assumed that sleepovers can’t be trusted to not escalate sexually.