lonely people are like nooooo i love the silence i love being by myself and then you ask them how their day has been and they tear up a bit
next week will be the end of january.. february is like 2 days long so march will come super fast and so will easter. summer will come and go, then christmas. basically 2023 is finished happy new year everyone
every year
mental illness made me so desperate for joy that i forgot it was this simple… feeling the ocean against your skin… a really good guitar riff… sun on your back… holding the door for a stranger… a cold shower on a hot day…….. the world is like a cradle and i am just a little baby. eyes wide open there is so much to see
january is one of those months where you experience every feeling on the human spectrum and you just have to go about your day like that isn't happening
I was snuggling with my rebound…
he counted my ribs by tracing them with his fingers…
I felt so thin and weightless





