“It’s About Who You Miss At 2 In The Afternoon When You’re Busy, Not 2 In The Morning When You’re

I had this little mindshift the other day and decided to write this poem.

If you sit down at night  and pay attention to the sky,  you can listen to the stars listening to you. It’s a silent melody that won’t reach  your ears but will reach your heart  and it will make you understand  that you are not alone.

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peaceful..

barbenheimer 💖💣

the idea that your friends won't like you if you're too weird is wrong for example one time I told a friend whenever I was losing my mind I laid down on the floor under my desk and stared at it until I was better and next time she visited me she taped a bag of salami snacks to the underside of my desk with a message saying "going insane all by yourself, handsome?" which I only saw months later when I had a breakdown. that's friendship.

Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “What I couldn’t explain via text”

[Text ID: “I still don’t know how / to love someone / without swallowing them.”]