Tried to make a post about how much Christmas sucks, but it was mostly incoherent, so instead I’ll post the cliff notes version:
Having no parents on Christmas sucks. Having PTSD on Christmas sucks. Living with my aunt and uncle who make me feel on edge all the time because of how unpredictable their tempers are sucks. Spending Christmas with them sucks even more.
I’ve felt so ill lately in so many different ways 😓
I need a break
Love May be in my near future we Might be so back
“sorry i didn’t mean to dump that on you”
brother i would climb the tallest mountains and swim to the deepest depths for you. every time you smile i wonder if anything could be more beautiful and every time you laugh it’s like an orchestra of joy. of course i’ll be here to listen. i love you bro
I don’t know what to do I’m so scared of everything
I transitioned from a girl whose lips couldn't move fast enough. to a boy who the dance floor didn't love
“I desire violently, and I wait.”
— Anais Nin
also side note: fuck shia lebouf btw
just finished watching honey boy and what the fuck. all i did was cry for the last 30 minutes of that movie. i don’t think i’ve ever watched a movie that horrifically, yet beautifully relatable.