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Dear Isak. Now I’m sitting in the place we met for the first time and thinking about you. Soon it’s going to be 21.21. I want to say a thousand things to you. Sorry for scaring you. Sorry for hurting you. Sorry for not telling you I’m bipolar. I was scared of losing you. I’d forgotten it’s not possible to lose someone, everyone’s alone anyway. Another place in the universe we’re together for all eternity, remember that. Love you. Even.

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Dear Isak. I am now sitting where we first met each other and thinking about you. Soon it’s 21:21. There’s a thousand things I want to say to you.  Sorry for scaring you. Sorry for hurting you. Sorry for not telling you I’m bipolar. I was afraid of losing you. I’d forgotten it’s not possible to lose someone, everyone’s alone anyway. Another place in the universe we’re together for all eternity, remember that. Love you. Even.”

I’m a ‘dot it now or just don’t’ person. That’s how I got 5 tattoos in 2 years. When I read/see/hear something that resonates with me, I just feel the need to have it on my body. And right now, my friends, I want “du er ikke alene” tattooed on my body. Because yesterday, I was lying in my bed at 4:00 am, unable to sleep, feeling helpless because sometimes - understand all the time - my depression makes me feel like I belong nowhere, like I’m utterly alone. And hearing those words tonight made me cry, not from sadness but relief. So I’m telling you, I’m gonna have those words with me forever.

When people I’m out to talk abt periods & long hair & make-up & they’re like ‘’You wouldn’t understand because you’re not a girl’’ it’s like… Wow gosh golly I appreciate that you actually see me as a guy but also you’re full of shit lmfao