me: it is what it is also me: *cries cause i hate the way it is*

i can’t do arguments, i’ll cry if you scream at me

the strongest people are the ones who are still kind even after the world tore them a part

the feminine urge to say “it’s okay” when nothing is okay

watching sunsets and sunrises are free therapy

“can you multitask?” yes, actually i am losing my mind and chilling at the same time

stay away from people who can’t take responsibility for their actions and who make you feel bad for being upset at them when they do you wrong

that moment when you have to take a deep breath before speaking because you know you’re so close to crying

“your trauma made you stronger” no, my trauma made me traumatized, it made me weak, gave me sleepless nights and it gave me feelings i’ve never wanted. i made myself stronger by dragging myself out of a dark place and dealing with consequences that weren’t my fault

can we talk about how parents will literally ruin their relationship with their own child all because they don’t know how to apologize and admit when they’ve done wrong

nobody apologized for how they treated me, they just blamed me for how i reacted

being called sensitive for reacting to disrespect is manipulation at its finest

the most difficult lesson i’ve faced as an adult is the unending need to survive, regardless of my emotional state. whether i’m heartbroken, mourning or exhausted, i must push forward. life is indifferent to our struggles, the only option is to keep moving

“stop being sensitive” no, you stop being insensitive. respect how people respond to things and situations. what’s little for you might be big to others

sleeping after crying hits so different

shoutout to the girls that hate their bodies but are trying really hard to find the beauty and comfort in them because that shit is hard, it takes a lot of time and is emotionally exhausting. i’m proud of you all

what makes people ugly is their negativity, jealousy and their need to bring others down to make themselves feel better

“oh okay” actually means my heart just got ripped into a million pieces but i won’t tell you because you wouldn’t care how i feel anyway

best feeling is when you hug someone and they hug you tighter, like yes please don’t let me go