I’m just a needy piece of shit that needs constant reassurance that I’m wanted
I got hurt,
I did not do this to myself,
this is not on me.
You took my heart out of my ribs,
and you burned your name into it.
Don’t you dare
for trusting the words
you wanted me to believe." — m.v., I didn’t get hurt, you hurt me. (via findingwordsforthoughts)
Please let yourself be proud of small things. Please do that. Please allow yourself to get really excited about playing a video game well or sending an ask you were nervous about or letting a bug outside or peeling the whole orange in one try. Please get so excited about that. Please. That’s so cool I’m so glad you did it.