Essential
For real
“i just want to scream until the ache is gone.”
— 10 for the breathless (via imperiallefty)
Verses about suffering for Christ. Source.
For real
Even though it frustrates me, I understand why healthy people try to say that they’re sore too when I mention my chronic pain. They’re trying to empathize. But they can’t. They have no way of knowing what it feels like to be in such pain every day.
You can’t compare a paper cut to a battle wound.
😥
There’s a new boy, he’s really nice and smart and I don’t like him at all. I call him when I need to talk to someone but you’re the one I think about when I can’t sleep. And it’s your voice I hear in my head when I feel lost. I know you’re not good enough for me and I know you don’t deserve my time and I know you don’t think about me at all and I shouldn’t be thinking about you either. But I go out with him and I wonder what you’d be saying if you were sitting across from me instead. And I hate that I let you still have that power.
That elusive freedom
“At least when somebody’s suffocating, you can tell: you see their faces turn blue, their lips quiver, their eyes buck, and their throats jerk. But when a man is mentally packing his bags the suitcase is never out until he’s already standing on the other side of the door.”
— Kalisha Buckhanon, Conception (via books-n-quotes)