when you yearn for love and affection but you’ve emotionally repressed yourself for so long that if you attained them you would be overwhelmed with them instantly
you've heard of ghosts as repetitions of memory now get ready for ghosts as the absence of memory
I want to be heard, but I have nothing to say. Know that I am here, even if you don't hear me. Listen to my shouts from the rooftops as I sit in my room. The sound of my screams through the door I keep locked. Please, hold my hand, as I push you away. I want to be heard, but I have nothing to say.
horror of being perceived vs desire to be adored
“The greatest mistake you can make in life is to continually be afraid you will make one.”
— Unknown
hey. guess who just got diagnosed *dabs* with the Big Sad *whips* and has to go to therapy *nae-naes* so they don't get worse *pretends to ride a surfboard*
“What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.”
- Sylvia Plath
i don’t know if holding your own hand is a sign of loneliness or self-love, but either way i’m feeling something
my asexuality is best described as the minecraft 1.17 update
“caves and cliffs” but without the caves and cliffs