THIS IS SO IMPORTANT I STOPPED BREATHING
This is mildly everything to me. I refuse to be the reason any child ever represses memories or has to piece together how to have a healthy relationship with anyone, including themselves. I refuse to let any child become me.
This is my life and sometimes, it makes me so happy that I’m reduced to tears. Sometimes, I really can’t believe that someone accepts all of my flaws and stupidity and just loves me. Someone who appreciates me for who I am, not who I was or who I could be. Someone who made years of hurt seem not so bad, because I ended up here. Also, the edit made that picture look weird, but I love it.
—First Day Of My Life
Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you’d just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”