Mia-rules-me - ✨miarulesmylife✨

if im not 20lbs down by christmas

i will simply pass away

i dont want to live another year.

I wish I knew what happiness felt like

repeat after me: trauma does not make people good or kind. trauma makes people scared and angry and sick and wounded.

i’m burned out, i’m tired, i’m falling apart. every day is the same but simultaneously gets worse. 

Just because I smile for you doesn't mean that I wasn't thinking about cutting my wrists open at the same time.

Okay. Come on, then. I love you, get up, we are going to keep going. Repeat this to yourself in a mirror or in a whisper or in the shower or in a shout. I love you, get up, keep going.

I am tired too. It's okay. We will sleep in the car ride over. We will sleep on each other's shoulders. We will sleep upside down and in the laps of new friends and on the bellies of our lovers and in the hands of better tomorrows. We will sleep and we will wake up rested and we will wake up happy and we will wake up home again.

I love you, get up. It's time to write "maybe next time" on our gravesite. It's time to write: it could not kill me, I would not die. It's time to write a love letter to the sun and our one-act play and the history of our keychains. It is time to write a future where despite everything, we are finally warm and safe.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

Get up. Keep going. We are going to be okay.