I Just Feel Like A Fraud When I Do It Because What If I’m Just A Queer Girl? But I Doubt I’m Even

have you eaten yet? (I love you I love you) do you want a snack? (I love you I love you) what's your favorite food? (I love you I love you) can I make you a cup of tea? (I love you I love you) can you help me with dinner? (I love you I love you) I'll bring you some soup for the cold (I love you I love you) I made these and thought of you (I love you I love you) I'm sorry for your loss, take this it was my mother's recipe (I love you I love you) congratulations! let's celebrate with dessert! (I love you I love you) can I get you something to eat? (I love you I love you) no one can make it like my grandmother's (I love you I love you) I made sure it was dietary restriction friendly for you, I hope you like it (I love you I love you) love is stored in food (I love you I love you I love you I love you)

Made to love, but not to be loved; made to understand, but not to be understood; always the poet, never the poetry.

reblog if you feel like

a blob

a shadow

a vague figure in the background

an ominous presence

a floor lamp in the corner

things you can do at any stage in life:

love yourself

have a fresh start

go back to school

recover

make new friends

fall in love

go to therapy

learn a skill

discover your passion

repair relationships

change the world

find a new hobby

be happy

it isn’t too late for you. you’ll be okay. there’s no time limit on happiness.

Interacting with me must be such a disappointment

seeing someone with my body type: 😮‍💨🔥💕🤤👀😍🫠💗💦🤤🫶🥺🫦☺️😵‍💫🥵

seeing my own body: 🤢😓💔😖🔫😢👎😡☹️

I feel like as a teen it is incredibly hard to change and better yourself especially when you live in a household that isn’t the healing type, as instead of healing the trauma sticks in each and every situation and because of their trauma they’ll feel the need to make you feel guilty because you expressed yourself by, for forbid, crying!