Anonymous asked: you have a beautiful soul, you'll definitely find that.

I sure hope so. I deserve it.

Someone’s going to love me back one day and I won’t have to work for it and they will never want me to change and it sounds unreal but I know it’ll happen. I can’t wait to experience that for the first time. I can’t wait to be perfect to someone. I can’t wait to be hugged when I cry instead of hushed. I can’t wait to be the most important person to them. I can’t wait to feel balance and loyalty.
Wow.

Anonymous asked: Your body is so perfect, you and I don't seem to have much of a difference in height, do you mind me asking how much you weigh?

It fluctuates from like 92-97

Progress

I let the sun into my room today
I put mascara on my light eyelashes
A woman told me I was beautiful this morning
She told me I looked like her daughter about ten years ago
She told me to “watch out for the boys”
I cried when I got back into my car but I think this still counts as progress

So far, being an adult has been: crying in the bathroom at work at least once a week, using my paychecks for bills and plane tickets, and a whole lot of migraine inducing confusion and frustration.

Exfoliated, masturbated, and hydrated.
I feel ALIVE.

‪I am what you want when you can’t have anything else‬

Me, crying tears the size of quarters. Sitting on my bed and brushing my hair exactly 100 times because that’s what my nana used to do.

I hate feeling so many things all at once.
Right now I am feeling lonely and small.
Spineless and messy.
Vacant and futile.