Self Love Is A Fight

self love is a fight

my emotions are a sad friend. sometimes I need to sit with them and listen, sometimes I need to give them a warm blanket and some warm tea and just be there. sometimes I get them a bowl of ice cream and watch comforting studio ghibli films and let them sleep earlier so they feel more rested in the morning. if they act out of line, i do my best to forgive them, because I understand they’re human, they’re carrying wounds and they aren’t themselves sometimes. i don’t avoid them or tell them to go away. i tell them it’s okay and if they need someone, i’m here for them and they’re welcome here.

happy kinktober folks pls hump some grass

This is me if you even care

most unstable girl you know: i need to get a masters degree

White Nights, Fyodor Dostoevsky

Hyperfixation so bad people think of me when they see it