I think the human experience is the constant struggle to be perfect, yet none of us are. None of us never will be.
When you said, “is this okay?” I nearly lost my breath, nobody has ever asked me that before.
They hurt me so bad i redownloaded tumblr
“I’m not a violent dog, I don’t know why I bite” I AM GOING TO RIP MY FACE OFF.
It hurts but the pain reminds me I’m alive!!! What is the point of life if you’re not loving and growing!!! I feel so alive and it’s so beautiful!!!
I wish I had a stronger connection with my mother.
She knows nothing about me, and the more I dwell on it, the more I realize I know nothing about her either.
I carry the weight of my parents mistakes.
It’s so heavy, I just want to make you proud.
I know your actions came from a place of hurt, but that doesn’t excuse them. I don’t hate you for that, but how could you treat someone you love like that?
Itching to be understood, but craving to runaway without a trace