You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood.
To define is to kill. To suggest is to create.
so i was trying to find a picture of a bird that is big so i searched “big bird” but forgot he was a character
so i went back and typed in “a large bird” and THIS MOTHERFUCKER IS STILL HERE LOOKIN SAD LIKE I DIDN’T WANT HIM
I like how on Tumblr we all have lots of sass but in real life we can’t say hi without fucking up.