Listen. Cut your own hair. Dye it blue, then shave it off when you’re bored of it. Wear that outfit with those shoes. Paint your nails with all the colors of the rainbow. Get that tattoo. Go to the movies alone. Get coffee, then drink it at that special place you like. Mouth the words of the song you’re listening to on public transport. Put that thing on your wall. Bake. Draw. Dance in your underwear. Life is so much better when you don’t give a fuck
Weißt du was wirklich hart ist? Zu sehen wie alles zerbricht und nichts dagegen tun zu können.
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“They wear their secrets like glittering diamonds, embroidery woven through their lavish buba tops and wrapped iro skirts. Their lies and lily-scented perfumes taint the honeyed aroma of sweet cakes I am no longer allowed to eat.”— Children of Blood and Bone by Tomi Adeyemi
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picassodontbesad-deactivated202:
the emptiness in me
feels heavier
than the weight
in my chest
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“There are people who are always in love with the sky, no matter the weather. One day you will find someone who’ll love you the same way.”
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When I say “I hate my body” I don’t mean “oh I’m a little insecure about my belly” or “I could lose a few pounds” I mean I have physically repulsed by it. It’s horrifying and upsetting to see. I wanna crawl out of my skin.
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