Blehh :P

Yearning not even for anyone in particular I just want sighhhhhhhh

yeah, no ur good i don’t think romanticizing your misery and intentionally enabling yourself is making you worse at all dw

i'm miserable but everything also feels beautiful

found this journal entry/prayer i wrote on my tenth birthday, safe to say i have always been this miserable

We all make mistakes just some of us bigger and worse and scarier ones than others

a belief i hold with fervor is that there is no collective “best” of anything, it’s all objective.

obviously some things can be measured by their success, or efficiency, or attraction, but the idea of greatness, or first place, is completely objective. everyone will hold different things to different standards.

i say all of this because i think most people who love believe that their love interests are the most divine humans on the planet, and i don’t think they’re wrong.

i think a bunch of people can be the most divine people on the planet if they’re just considered the “most” divine by one person, because love has no rules and we’re all in our own conscience anyway.

moral of the story is that everything and everyone is uniquely significant and loved among every individual and i think that’s beautiful, and if something is “the best” to you then it just is the best. because it’s you, and your life type shit

yearned so hard i don't even know what i desire anymore

nobody fucking talk to me

“We never believe we’re beautiful, no matter how many times we hear it. We never believe it until someone says it in the right way.”

— Francine Prose

I bit my tongue and the blood was soured with spite type shit