dating me means dating my anxiety and my random spouts of depression it means dating my panic attacks at 11pm or 2 am or 5am or anytime of the day for that matter it means dating my mood swings where i get really upset over everything about me and all my insecurities and how i’m not good enough because i’m never good enough
Repeat after me:
My body is not wrong, or ugly, too big or too thin, too pale or too dark, too broken or too strong. It is the vessel of a precious life and that is enough.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.
reblog if you are into bondage or if you like french fries
them nights when you wish someone was just laid next to you cuddling you or just fucking the shit out of you
im aiming for the “shes a badass and cute as hell but I wouldn’t touch her without asking” look
Nathan Fillion is not appreciated enough.