i wasn’t ready to lose my best friend to suicide at 22, i wasn’t fucking ready for it. i wasn’t fucking ready to get a painkiller addiction and deal with friends being domestically abused and friends hanging themselves i wasn’t fucking ready.
since my best friend killed herself i’ve been pulling away from all my friends because i cannot lose another connection like that and have my heart broken so badly again
my best friend hung herself in an apartment i go past everyday and today was the day i finally gave in on being strong
Holy shit grief is so fucking painful. I need to keep reminding myself you're dead. Every time I remind myself, it's like you died again
i was trying for sexy drunk but my boyf has been busy so now i’m at sad drunk.
in the nicest way possible i wanna choke on my boyfriends dick x
relationships are always hard work but i’ve found who i want to do that work with
My body yearns to be with you, to be in Arizona in the sun with you, just with you. With every second my heart beats, it beats with my love for you and it will beat in time to yours one day. You are my best friend and the love of my life and before now I could never imagine being so lucky. All those times I failed to kill myself, if I had known what was to come I would’ve stayed myself and prayed for you every night. No grave could hold me. I found my way to you.
“I know what it means when someone looks sad when they think no one is looking”
– Friedrich Nietzsche, from a letter to Malwida von Meysenbug wr. c. 1876
when our children run around our house you will laugh at another time when you dreaded being alone
one day my darling you’ll never be alone again.
― Louise Glück
having a fucking existential crisis
i really thought BDSM was the only way for me and i couldn’t enjoy sex unless i was being hit or spat on. but now i know i do have kinks they just don’t involved being treated like shit because i no longer delude myself into thinking that’s all i deserve.
Normal People
literally going insane. marianne i’m not a religious person but I do sometimes think god made you for me.
My dear, you are worth it.
Every mile between us,
Every heartfelt text,
The days in between where we don't talk much.
You are worth it all, and I can't wait for the day when I finally
get to hold you close.






