Hold My Hand While We Look At The Stars And Talk About How Our Souls Have Known Each Other For A Hundred

i just need to be held for like 4 days.. minimum

tomorrow i will get my life together. if i’m not sleepy

Someone on TikTok said that bitches with anxiety love the enemies to lovers trope because the idea of having someone see all of our negative traits first and then still fall in love with us is really comforting since we worry that if someone sees our negative traits after they fall in love, they’ll leave us.

It’s me, I’m bitches.

During a sea-based battle on the Argo II, a fish got blasted out the water and onto the deck:

Percy, carefully putting it back in the water with the rest of its group: Stay in school kid.

Nico, facepalming: Oh my god.

Jason, absolutely cackling: I get it!

A comic about the spectrum of responses to stress - we talk alot about the more extreme ends of this and trauma, but the more subtle and every day responses can be harder to spot. if we can understand our own and other’s responses better, problems Are easier to confront and blaming is less likely to happen :) hope it’s helpful!!

Do you talk to your mutuals?

Telepathically more than actually

A friend: gay witchcraft isn’t gonna be able to fix this

Me, a gay witch: *gathering my incense and candles* like hell it isn’t

“But as bad as it was, I learned something about myself … That I could go through something like that, and survive.”

— Nicholas Sparks

you know what’s wild is that all these crazy standards we hold ourselves to are things that we don’t even value in another person? like i’ve never been like “wow I love that this friend of mine is too proud to ask for help and never complains about their feelings” or “my favorite quality about this friend is that they get straight A’s and never get overwhelmed and has never told me about a problem” or “i love that this friend has never been wrong about anything or slipped up and said something embarrassing once in their life” and yet here we are, pushing ourselves past our limits for and beating ourselves up over slipups of things that our friends probably wouldn’t even rank in the top 50 reasons they like us

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