tiny dancer

strugglingdaisy:

A note to my body

I am sorry.

I have cut you, hit you, and burnt you. I have shoved more food into you than you can handle, jammed my fingers down your throat, and starved you for days until all you can see is stars.

I’ve consumed too much alcohol, too many substances, and exercised you into the ground.

But what I am the most sorry for is that I can’t seem to stop… no matter how much I want to be better for you, I don’t know how to stop this self destruction.

And for that, I am truly sorry

mango-season:

do you ever think oh actually i am never going to stop being eleven years old and lonely

manywinged:

shout out to garden stores for having swing seats and fish ponds with fountains. gotta be one of my favorite enrichments.