Did A Tarot Reading The Other Day And It Basically Said My Love Life Is Doomed. I Know At The End Of

i have this terrible thing inside of me that is lodged in the back of my throat. it tears at me, constricts my breathing. i don't think it will ever go away. i am so tired. tired of being angry, tired of trying to be strong when i'm not, tired of being scared. i'm not living, i'm not here. i can't keep it together, i've been falling apart, when i was never even put together in the first place. will i be okay? will i stop crying in public? will this emptiness cease? i can't do this anymore, i can't live like this

Inhale warmth

Exhale ecstasy

Oughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Sometimes, all we really need is to be heard without having to fight for it.

I brought up how I felt—disconnected, unsure, a little tired of carrying the weight of unspoken things. And for once, I wasn’t met with defensiveness or silence. I was met with understanding. With effort. With a gentle “let’s fix this.”

It reminded me that love shouldn’t feel like walking on eggshells. It shouldn’t leave you questioning your worth or your voice. Sometimes, the simplest conversations can feel like healing.

I’m learning that being heard without having to explain myself twice is a kind of love I didn’t know I needed. I don’t need perfect. I just need real.

she nothing on my nothing til i nothing. celibacy

Adam: *speaks* Lawrence: 🙄🤦‍♂️

SAW (2004) dir. James Wan

behind the scenes of scott pilgrim vs the world (2010) based on the comic book series by @radiomaru

One weird experience of transitioning is failing at ur assigned gender role the whole time and everyone constantly deriding you for it but then u come out and it's like we lost a beautiful gender conforming warrior today. Must grieve for my wonderful child who pissed me off by being ugly and weird since day 1

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I’ve lost so much of my fervor for life in such a short amount of time, and I was already grasping at straws for hope.

I find myself feeling so devastatingly numb and defeated, and if I don’t feel anything, I feel everything that’s wrong with me. Something happened these past few weeks, something set off something inside of me, but I have no idea what could have caused this.

I still love those around me, I will to the grave, however I am so exhausted. I’m trying so hard, and I’ve completely given up at the same time.

I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know

What I’d give to feel anything but this

I’m waiting for a savior that will never come

I wish Jesus was real so badly

I live for passion bro

Genuinely I love the art of passion with my whole heart. To love, or be so devoted to something that is makes your whole body light up with the spur of the soul, is so intimate and so, so beautiful.

For a long time I thought passion lied in romantic relationships, but as I grow older I realize that it is so much bigger than that. Romance is not even in the forefront of my passion. However, I do love passionately. I love my friends, I love my family, I love the arts, and I love them so, so intensely. My drive for life is simply my passion for connection, and learning more about myself and the world around me.

I love everything I think. And I am so grateful for the opportunity to be able to do so.