what if we were oomfs and started practicing fighting games together,, and became rivals and we'd think about beating each other,, but then but then i couldnt stop thinking about your voice telling me what a good job i did antiairing you and how im improving and i ahaha x//////Γ
y'know whats a really fun part of healing from trauma? trying to not sabotage your friendships and close relationships just bc its hard to get your mind out of guard mode and think that you can catch the signs faster this time, when they're not there at all
you like when girls are mean to you and beat you up? thats cool, i like when girls are nice and treasure me like a priceless work of salvaged craftsmanship, a vessel for a stream of love to pour into and be multiplied out as it flows from chips and cracks