burrito
i am literally writing this as i eat a burrito at 3 am after reflecting on how my body used to feel. not in a “body shaming” sense (if that is even the right thing to say) but more of a feeling ig.
they say comparison, robs people of happiness. this is the realest thing i’ve eva heard fr.
im aware this living shit is nothing but choices and consequences but to judge everyone so harshly on these things is so mean. i of course mean human mistakes. if u are a murderer, pedo, racist, and the smiths enjoyer then u deserve the judgement. (kidding) But i have to remember that this is literally everyone’s FIRST time living. so just fucking relax.
i do miss you. but now my scars are a reminder of what i am capable of doing to myself. i long for who i was before these metal plates but i need to be more accepting of who i am now.
it’s okay to cry
- johnny u
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