I told my therapist, "I feel safest when I’m alone". She didn't even ask why. She just said, "That's not independence. That's grief". And I swear, I felt something in me break open. Because it is grief, isn't it?

Grief for every time you asked for help and no one showed up. Grief for being the child who had to hold it all together while everyone else fell apart. Grief for realizing, way too young, that no one was ever really coming to save you. You didn't choose to be strong you had to be. Because breaking wasn't safe. Crying didn't change anything. And needing people only led to disappointment, guilt, or punishment. So you grew up over-prepared. You move through life with backup plans for your backup plans. You doublecheck doors, messages, emotions everything. You carry the weight of "I'll handle it" even when you're breaking inside. People call you "independent," but they don't see the version of you who secretly wants to collapse in someone's arms and actually be caught this time.

God will see you at the lowest point of your life, and say "what the fuck I thought I killed that thing." But you skitter too fast and you are too creepy.

wet shirt study for a belated butch appreciation dayyy

(no drinks in) who wants me

wrote an incredibly self-indulgent line today that got me extremely flustered. and naturally when trying to figure out how to cool myself off my initial response was to say "i'm dj normal" to myself

refreshing ass fruit picture

exhausting and disgusting ass fruit picture

sir please calm down i didnt "edit" crash bandicoot into your wedding pictures he was an invited guest

🫩 no i don't think those characters are siblings i think they're friends. I don't think that's their mom I actually think she's their friend. I don't think they're related actually I think they're friends with each other.

Tell me your worst crafting bad habit.

And I'm not talking normal stuff like being overly ambition, or lack of planning, not finishings

Tell me the stupid stuff.

I'll go first: I keep working with size 11 and size 15 seed beads in bed. And find them in my sheets when I'm trying to sleep

This is mine I think

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games over! everyone loses! 👍

how it feels to interpret two characters’ relationship within a strictly platonic lens when every other fan of the media has nigh universally decided that a romantic interpretation is the only possible explanation for some reason

can’t spell erotic without rot #myrot