“The Devil Doesn’t Come Dressed In A Red Cape And Pointy Horns. He Comes As Everything You’ve Ever

Earphones On

Music to drown the noise

with earphones on the whole time

staying as far away as possible

because I knew if I heard it

I wouldn't be able to stop myself

I would eventually speak up

I would explode it all

the anger and sadness

I've been bottling it all in.

Then it would cause more hurt

everyone would be mad

because everyone thinks they're right.

So even if there's screaming at the back

I keep my earphones on

with the volume up high, ignoring reality.

“I will not think less of myself just because you do not know how to love me.”

— Unknown

“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”

— Sylvia Plath

“Imagine being with someone where it’s safe enough to just talk for hours about your fears and the things you’re ashamed of … Imagine …”

— Unknown

I’m slowly learning that some people aren’t good for me, no matter how much I love them.

I could literally fill oceans with the love I have for you.

I don't have the mental space or energy for writing, but the ideas are percolating and one day they will bubble over and spill out on the paper and then you'll all see!!

the ever terrifying and exhausting cycle of “i don’t want to share my writing bc it feels disheartening when not many people are interested in it” and “i have to post the writing for people to become interested in it”