Imagine being loved like this. I can only imagine, because love as a concept feels somewhat strange to me. It always seems like a person has to lose a part of their own identity to be loved by someone. But I’m happy for those who get to experience this magical feeling.
ppl don't talk enough about how detrimental it is to be passively su1c1dal. like not wanting to kys but not wanting to live life and never having a plan bc the comforting thought that you might die at some point makes you not ever make a plan for the future. who else deals w this
I’m not like a lot of women in this generation… I’m not asking to have my bills paid, for a bag or shoes, to fly me out, $1000 hair, $200 nails…. it doesn’t take much to make me happy. A positive affirmation text, random flowers or food, planned dates, massages,etc I’m simple
Cried so much this year, I really hope I'm much happier next year. It's one of the things I'm praying, A joy that stays. A joy that's not easily shaken!