all i ever wanted was a place that felt like home. bcs i never had one. yes i might have had a roof over my head, but it was always another hollow shell filled with grief. i’ve always wanted a home full of love and happiness. i’m getting there, i enjoy working hard for all of the things i have. i feel so very blessed to be where im at, at this time last year, on this very day, i became homeless… i just am so appreciative for all that i have now. 🖤
i just want a man who can kill anyone who bothers me
The End of Evangelion (1997)
this is dissociation at its finest. i have become well-practiced in self-segregation, in disconnecting with anyone who had a different foundation, and when i stepped back i realized that that was the entire population.