you know what’s more freeing than killing yourself? running away to a small town and getting a job as a waitress. buying a cheap car and sticking a bed in the back and driving southwest. adopting a cat. learning a new instrument. moving apartments. visiting a friend in another city. chopping all your hair off.
you can kill your current life without dying. you can kill this version of you and make a new one.
maybe I’m just a bipolar sucker for rebirth but sometimes that thought is all that keeps me alive
pulling a wholesome gone girl > actually killing yourself
me, drinking tea: pls leaf water….sage my body of the demons of my past…steam my colon…let me know peace
me, drinking coffee: I beg of u bean juice….cleanse me of the curse of sleep….make my heart beat like a tribal drum in ceremony….let me conquer this building
its really comforting to know that all the times i was at my lowest and loneliest in the past the whole time i had my self in the future and present who had survived those things looking back with love and tenderness and wishing desperately to offer comfort…i am my own guardian angel and i can use that knowledge when im struggling now and remember that somewhere there is a version of me that has survived this and is watching me with love and pride and joy in her heart
ever noticed that girls never complain about being in the friendzone????? its because they understand what it means when someone says no
It’s because girls are taught and socialized to blame themselves for being undesirable while boys are taught and socialized to believe that they are entitled to women’s bodies and attention.
