Handwriting on everything
'They say everything happens for a reason, you can be flawed enough but perfect for a person' ..
You+Me - You and Me (Lyric)

So my ‘early’ teenage self that loved Pink, and my love love love for Dallas Green have united and I am happy beyond all of the happy. L.O.V.E


!!! (finally)


you do,

I do.

I’m currently in the ‘sneaky hate spiral’ that is staying in bed and not facing the world, thus fucking things up in the process. I type this in the hope that acknowledging the situation will somehow motivate the giant ‘heavy winter duvet’ feeling of anxiety, to lift super quickly. It feels so much safer when you stay under the duvet, because that means sleep and ‘yay’ sleep means hours of avoidance. It’s also causing a huge amount of trouble for me in the working world and hampering any social ambitions I can muster, even on my better days. If you could drown in thoughts, I’d already have done so. I’m tired and I’m trying to trick myself into being hopeful.

To Catherine,

..Love Theodore.