The little bits of love I live for sound a lot like my grandmother laughing at a joke I told her and then telling it to her cousin, or a stupid thing I did with my friends that's a memory that still makes us cry with laughter, it's my mother's hug after a long day and the paws of my dogs on my knees as they jump on me, it's the way my boyfriend tucks my hair behind my ear and how my best friend counts me in on every plan without even asking me first, it's that message I get from a friend I only talk to once every month and the first bite of a hot plate of noodles at ten pm, it's how I listen to the same part of my favourite song on repeat till even my mom remembers the tune and how I'd drown myself under books If I could. Those are the little bits of love I live for, and I'm so grateful for them.
damn girl, you'll make the prettiest flowers once your body rots into the earth
“Be very, very careful what you put into your head, because you’ll never, ever get it out.”
Why does physical pain make me feel alive
A little bit fucked in the head
My bathroom is like my personal hellhole safe place
Cutting smoking vaping crying all of it happens there :)