tomatomagica:

tomatomagica:

tomatomagica:

violin hips and muffin tops are cute you cowards

love handles are full of love you tepid fools that’s why they’re called that

all thunder thighs are blessed by the thunder god thor die mad about it

I feel…odd..

Everyday for the past year-multiple times a day- I’ve thought of how I could die in any situation based on the situation in in at that moment. From suicide, being murdered, an accident, to wishing I could switch places with someone who’s already passed away…everything.

It’s become a “normal” habit of mine, and I know I’ll never act upon these thoughts, but…still, it’s…weird, to say the least.

You can’t just slap a bandaid on everything and call it good. Some things take time to heal, to get used to. And it may take quite a bit of time for things to even remotely heal, but no matter how many times the wound is picked open, the healing will progress none the less.