Lostindifference - Why..?

You have to stop ruining things for yourself preemptively because you believe they’ll fail anyway. Give yourself a chance to succeed.

ONE OF THE GIRLS. (1/2)

ft. izuku, katsuki, shinsou, & tamaki smau: you overhear them describe their ideal type that happens to be nothing like you, you begin distancing yourself, only for them to notice and demand to know why (pre-relationship)

˖⁺‧₊˚ warnings: implied fem reader, angst, requited unrequited love, miscommunication

˖⁺‧₊˚ note: i made it shorter this time😼

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I get nervous sometimes but I plan to be as weird and full of love as I can for as long as I can

being weird and full of love can save you

and it might save those around you, too

Trying to become obsessed with self care the way I was obsessed with self destruction.

Don't sabotage your future peace because familiar chaos is comfortable.

I kind of hate the internet so much sometimes, like I continue to try and look for other people’s experiences that resonate with me (specifically with body dysmorphic disorder right now) and literally nothing. Just nothing. Everyone who i try to see if they have a relating experience on maybe Reddit or quora all happen to be conventionally attractive and just in a bad state of mind. What about me? I’m fat, black, and ugly. People don’t find me attractive. I don’t find myself attractive. So now I’m here trying to figure out if it actually counts as body dysmorphia because what the hell is this.

You are allowed to be flawed. You are allowed to be vulnerable. You are allowed to be a complex individual with many layers beneath the surface. You are allowed to have opinions that don't agree with the status quo. You are allowed to live & take up space however you need to. You are allowed to speak your mind. You are allowed to keep your peace of mind protected. You are allowed to cultivate a definition of life you can agree with.

i hate that kind of sadness where your chest physically hurts