Y'know I feel like people need to forgive themselves more for being kids
growing up in a neurotypical household, i sometimes feel kinda alone
but then i remember that i have friends who sort their m&ms by color before eating them and suddenly feel better
“““You’re not a monster,” I said. But I lied. What I really wanted to say was that a monster is not such a terrible thing to be. From the Latin root monstrum, a divine messenger of catastrophe, then adapted by the Old French to mean an animal of myriad origins: centaur, griffin, satyr. To be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning at once.””
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— Ocean Vuong, from “On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous”
i love this tweet so much i think about it weekly, i structure my life around it its so crazy how much one tweet changed the way i view neopronouns for the better
trying to schedule around the holidays with my divorced parents. 27 dead 23 injured 1 with childhood trauma
you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day
i don’t know if holding your own hand is a sign of loneliness or self-love, but either way i’m feeling something
Sometimes I just want someone to give me a compliment, and I want to be able to take it