Have you ever stated perfect arguments and clear facts and won an argument........................
In your mind?
Always.

I Am A THREAT TO MYSELF.

Dear me,
I am sorry.
I am sorry for making you go through all this pain. I am sorry for making you feel all the pain on your wrist. I am sorry I didn’t give you the space and time you needed. I am sorry I forced you to smile when you didn’t want, to pretend that you are happy. I am sorry for making you feel low and worthy enough when it was the people who could never see through. I am sorry for making you help people and think of them when your hands were bleeding. I am sorry because you had to give so much of yourself for people who didn’t give a tiny morsel of appreciation. I am sorry for not loving you, the way you deserved to be loved.

-letter for myself.

When she was little,she can't have played much with other children.

You are a part of my world now.when I wake up I reach for you and even though you are not physically there I feel you move inside me.I breath and my lungs are full of you.There is no moment my heart stops feeling you or missing you.please come soon.please stay.
-V-

The wound is the place where the light enters you....
-rumi💚-

A 'house' needs love to be called a 'home'.

Do you ever feel you're not even friends with your friends

Despite anything that we say or write or do, we'll always be broken

We are branches from the same tree.We must plant ourselves where we are and know in our hearts,we are Home.
-Sweetness in the Belly

This is how pain is perpetuated
How you convinced yourself this is healing
When it feels more like hurting
How this pain is needle
How this pain is dagger
When you arenot sure if you are sowing the wound or cutting it deeper
-Nayo Jones

Anyone else have a sharpener with no blade?

And it comes and it cripples me whenever it wants.My body and mind,my heart included are like a house without a guard to look over.The burglar just comes anytime he wants and takes whatever he likes...

I sheded.I slitted.I wrote.
Every single one of them eased my pain for moments.But at the end of the day it was all that was in my power.No amount of blood or Tear or words could cease the pain.Even knowing that I still might find asylum in them.
-Yeab T🌘-