The Thing Is I Know I’m Not Worthy Of Friendship, Kindness, Or Even Love... But You Made Me Believe

I needed a hug. I needed to cry on someone else’s lap. I needed someone to shrug off all this hate and pain consuming me. But I only had myself. And I was never enough.

I shouldn’t have been born

The thing is, I know I can survive.

I've done it before, I can do it again.

But why should I have to?

I don't want to.

06.08.2020

Clarice Lispector, from “Miss Algrave”, Soulstorm: Stories (tr. Alexis Levitin)

I’m thinking of reasons why I liked you. It’s because I didn’t think bad about myself when I was talking to you, I didn’t have the urge to cut when I felt your touch on my skin, when I saw your smile and heard your laugh I felt like everything was going to be okay. You were the perfect distraction and now I have nothing…

~ via @missblack22