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The World Is Moving So Fast, I Wish I Could Just Sleep For A While.
The world is moving so fast, I wish I could just sleep for a while.
Preferably in his arms. Safe and protected. Just taking a break from the world for a few days.
My body feels so heavy and my mind is drowning in thoughts. I just want some peace, even for just a few minutes.
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Tw: scars
I'm feeling bad about my scars...
They are so ugly and just gross.
Not.scars overall, just mine. Just because they are on my body.
I want someone to tell me that it's okay, that my scars are a part of me and beautiful. That they don't change anything.
I want my scars to be kissed with gentle lips to be handled with care but also to not be acknowledged at all?
I want kisses all over my scars. To show love and tenderness? To make me feel whole.
Trying not to cry because I really like how my makeup turned out today
Thinking about this one guy on summer camp which made me feel right.
He would sing to me. He would hold me when I was to drunk to walk. He would stargaze with me. He would go on midnight swims with me. He would build little gobling houses out of stickes and stones and moss with me. He would hold and cuddle me for hours.
He was everything.
He made me feel like I didn't have to pretend.
He showed me unconditional kindness. I asked him how and why and he hugged me and explained that I deserved it.
I miss him. I'd really like to be in his arms and have him sing to me right now.
Tw: suicide and slight mention of abuse
I seer to fucking God I can't keep doing this, I just can't. I don't want to be here.
Why does everything feel so intense? Why is everything too much for me? Why is it hard to just exist?
I just want to feel safe again. I don't want to lay in bed and be scared of something? I don't even know what I'm scared of?
I need someone who can protect me, someone who would protect me. Someone to stay by my side while I fight.
This is my fight, but I want someone to give me some cover.
I want someone to hold me when I get too weak. I want him.
He makes me feel safe. He makes me feel better. He. Him. I want him. I- I don't know what I'm doing?
Wait, I figured out what caused this breakdown, I showered and put his shit in the laundry...
That is a silly reason and it's not the reason, more of the last straw.
Everything has just been piling up. Like a house of cards and this was the card that broke everything down.
I feel so safe with him. Why?? Like, normally I am scared of everyone. Even people that I can physically overpower. But him.
He makes me feel safe. Even tho I wouldn't stand a chance against him. I am not scared of him. When I think of him I think of strong hand, long hair and soft kisses.
All things that comfort me.
When I think about anyone else, there is always also something that scares me. My friends can blackmail me. My parents can hit me. Strangers can do terrible things to me.
I can't ignore those concerns.
With him I don't have them??
Whattt???
I don't get it, it doesn't make any sense??
I want to hug him. I want to hold him in my arms and make him feel better too...
I don't know how to comfort people. I don't know how to make him feel safe and loved.
I feel all these emotions but I can't express them, they are stuck in my throat and in my hands.
I'm too tired.
When I'm crying but he texts me and now I'm giggling and he makes me so happy that I'm crying again but it's good crying.