Fuck yeah to the kids who feel like they’re dying inside but still gather up the strength to roll out of bed, get dressed, and leave the house. You are strong and beautiful and worth so much more than you know.
Feeling like the less important half. Hurting a little bit was fine but this is beyond a little bit anymore. I can’t distract myself anymore and I’m beginning to think I don’t even know anymore. Two words… over it.