That Comment About How You Should Not Borrow Grief From The Future Has Saved Me Multiple Times From Spiraling

hey I noticed you didn’t boop me back are you mad at me?

Khalil Gibran

I was given a pineapple. I really like having this pineapple. I'm comfortable with the pineapple. even though it sometimes hurts me to have this pineapple, I like it because it's sweet, and I know that some people don't get to have pineapples like I do. I used to look forward to turning the pineapple into pineapple juice, except, now I worry because I know I may never get another pineapple like it, or it will take a long time to grow a new pineapple. I've always wanted pineapple juice, so why do I keep putting it off? is it because I feel pressure to make pineapple juice now? somedays it makes me wish I was never given the pineapple. maybe I would be better off had I been given a jar of cream instead. cream is good too. but I wasn't given cream, I was given a pineapple.

That is…our paths did cross

She is at a point in her life where she just wants to hug someone and tell them how tired and drained she really is. Someone who can make her feel safe, seen, secured, and protected.

Can I please just sit on the edge of a crescent moon like once in my life

Who should I draw in this dress?