just-shower-thoughts:

people who often say sorry even when it’s not their fault or it’s not in their control probably do it because when they were younger they were often blamed for things that weren’t their fault or weren’t in their control

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rosecrystal:

when margaret atwood said “the desire to be loved is the last illusion. give it up and you will be free”

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I haven’t used tumblr in forever.

I just have some shit running through my head and need a place to let it all out.

I’m a little fucked up.

I am currently in the best relationship ever but I am still letting my past one get to me. I am still damaged goods. I am getting better every day but I still feel inadequate in every sense of the word.

My ex was a toxic piece of shit. The whole five years. Treated me like dirt or a queen on a pedestal, not sure which was worse or the fact that it fluctuated so much.

However, I know now that my ex is trans. Which I have no problem with whatsoever. But what I do have a problem with is the fact that I’m still making excuses for him/now her. I have this compassion even for my abuser for almost five years. How fucked up is that.

How am I able to feel like him treating me so badly was okay because they were hurting so bad inside. No matter how you feel you should never take it out on other people so why am I okay with pardoning them.

I feel like an idiot. Because I still have this compassion towards people who do not deserve it. I allow others to treat me poorly because I do not know what may be going on in their lives to make them act in such a way.

I only wonder if that’s a reflection on my growth as a human being, or me being utterly insane.

just-shower-thoughts:

Dreaming is basically half of your brain making stuff up, and the other half trying to figure out what’s going on

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freelancervermont:

nightterrorbeauty:

natawhat:

misandrist:

People in their early twenties still refer to people older than them as “adults”. When do you think they stop… and realize… they are adults

I’m not an adult, I’m a child with a drinking permit.

drinking permit

“What’s that in your sippy cup?”

“Vodka.”

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