Life is a record and the album is bound for platinum; but trauma leaves scratches, and over time the songs barely play. Eventually the record doesn’t even feel worth listening to anymore. But we keep it around for nostalgia.
*lights incense & prayer candle*
*knocks lit candle off shelf & catches it just in time*
*apologizes to spirit for testing them nonstop*
See, there’s guilt in every spiritual practice if you just try hard enough.
I was seated next to some students in their early 20s last night who drunkenly started yelling “some 14 year olds just look older, so if an older man dates them, it’s their fault”
My bf looks and says “it’s your birthday, go ahead” and I absolutely ✨ruined ✨their entire night.