do u wanna come over & ignore the rest of the world together
the ability to sit down with another person and talk for hours about anything and everything is more attractive to me than anything else
i simultaneously want to take a nap forever and do everything in the world.
sorry for short answers i don’t necessarily want to be alive right now
i remember thinking that the only way to be loved was if i reinvented myself to be desirable. as it turns out, the person whose love i was seeking in the first place was myself, and the most desirable version of myself i could think of was a person who’s happy, so i’m working on that instead.
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
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