“The hardest part of letting go is understanding that the other person is okay without you.”
- B.M.
As children we always view adults to be very wise and make the right decisons, but when we grow up we realise how they can be stupider than a toddler
my tru aesthetic is “wears mostly black and imagines they’re hard and tough but stutters when socializing and is seconds away from crying at any given moment”
I regret every time I let someone know me too much.
“how the fuck did my glasses get dirty when they’ve been on my face the entire fucking time” a biography
[softly, but with a lot of feeling] what the fuck