Isn’t that the only reason you’re alive
God, it’s so good.
I’ve always preferred sleep.
This shit is real and confusing and broken and in sleep I am at peace.
I used to blame my childhood but it’s actually like this world is wonderland and Alice gets eaten alive if she doesn’t toughen up.
I didn’t want to be tough
I wanted to love and feel freely
And it’s almost like they can smell your innocence and naivety
It’s okay anon
I’m killing it in all the ways that matter
And some weird indescribable force is pulling me forward and the easiest way has been to give in to the trust fall
And then when the shit goes really really good you’re like… I knew it. (Even tho you doubted so hard) kek