mental illness is so embarassing i’ll literally be like I’m fully aware I’m mentally ill but it’s not mental illness this time. and then it was mental illness
After all of these years I can still feel, and smell, and taste the memories. I wish I told you how I felt. I wish I was honest in the moment rather than being coy and cool. I was so in love with you it made my head spin but I couldn’t bring myself to say it with my chest. I could only hide and cower in the dark and whisper how I felt.
I don’t regret how things turned out. I think everything would have ended the same. I don’t think we were ever meant. I just wish I told you. You deserved to feel the love for what it was. I think it would have made you happy. I deserved to be free. Now it’s been almost 10 years and I’m still having dreams about finally telling you. As far as regrets go, it’s very bittersweet. As far as regrets go, it is by far not my biggest. But my god it as far as regrets go it’s the only one I cannot shake off after I wake up.
How do I gently tell teenagers I know that their partner is not a good match for them because so far my track record is not great
Individualism is a poison upon this earth.
You and i overlap in more categories than we remain seperate. A mirror is held up every time you face another human. I am you and you are me bitch
Looking at the notes is so fucking funny cause literally everyone is like “no thank I am the exception” lol no you are not. All your experiences are cosmically mundane and you gotta learn to see the beauty in that instead of feeling threatened.
