“I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.”
— Paulo Coelho

“I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.”
— Paulo Coelho
—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva
[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]
“Its getting hard again. Hard to wake up, hard to go about my day. Hard to live, hard to breathe, hard to love my skin. At times like today, I don’t want to feel my skin anymore. I don’t want to exist anymore.”
— g.d (its getting hard to love myself again)
should have died at 15 but now it's too late and i have dishes to do
Yeah, that doesn't prevent pregnancy.
Dfgajagakala it’s so you don’t get a UTI 😂
*facepalm* So, given that sex ed in the US is a tire fire:
Vagina-having people have a shorter urethra, which means we’re more prone to UTIs because the bacteria doesn’t have to travel as far to get up into your bladder and cause a problem.
Which means if you’re exposing your bits to bacteria (as with sex), peeing will flush out bacteria in the urethra. (Urine isn’t actually sterile - that’s a myth - but you’re *supposed to* have a little bit of bacteria - that’s how bodies work. But it still flushes things out that shouldn’t be there.)
Oh! You should ALSO pee after you masturbate, especially if it involves penetration with fingers/toys/etc
So I’ve blocked like five transphobes on this post, which I feel should have been relatively uncontroversial.
If you’re one of the people saying “You meant ‘women’”, fuck you. I meant “people who have a vagina, regardless of their gender or lack thereof”, and you can go fuck yourself with a cactus.
And you should pee afterward, so you don’t get a UTI.
reassurance is so important to me, let me know what i mean to you.
I've just realised I've stayed alive for people who don't even fucking respect me, what a sick joke
The most frustrated I get is when I can’t identify which feeling it is I’m feeling so strongly.
Am I angry?
Am I sad?
I don’t know what I’m feeling, but I know it’s so intense it makes me sick to my stomach.
my trauma did not make me stronger. It made me angry and scared.
fighting the urge to ask everyone in my life their honest opinions of me because i don’t know myself at all
fuck you, you made me question my worth. while u were the one that was doing me wrong, but somehow still made me feel guilty for how i reacted
No one understands how much I hate myself. I hate myself so fucking much I can’t even look on the mirror without feeling absolutely disgusted. I want to die.
I’ll forever be the person who says "It’s okay, I understand" even when my heart is literally shattering.
I find that SH is one of those things that once you get into it never goes away completely. This is the rest of my life.