as i age i don’t want to be tougher
i want to be easier to love
i want age to soften me
to loosen the hard life nails that shut off tender from my touch
age, keep me curious
keep me believing in soft love
fabian romero- indigenous immigrant queer boi writer
"What else do you need? What service can I render for you today? Am I here to stroke your ego? Am I here to be your cheerleader? Am I here to wipe the tears away? Am I your nanny? Am I here to fight the bullies? Maybe I’m here to make you feel hot and manly. Am I your fluffer today?"
— Olivia to Fitz (via sophiealexan)
"It’s okay to be sad. You don’t owe anyone a performance of being okay when you feel like you’re falling apart. It isn’t your job to smile or hide your truth to make other people feel more comfortable. If it gets awkward, let it be awkward. If people try to silence your pain by telling you to get over it and cheer up because you’re no longer fun or you’re ruining the mood, you don’t have to push away your sadness. You have to honor your feelings and trust that you don’t need anyone’s permission or approval to feel what you feel. You don’t ever have to sacrifice your self care for the sake of people who only want you around when it’s easy and comfortable. Their discomfort isn’t about you — it’s about them and their own limitations, and no matter what they think or say, you deserve to give yourself permission to feel whatever it is you feel. You’re allowed to show your feelings honestly. You’re allowed to talk about your pain and reach out for support. You’re allowed to scream and wail and cry. You’re allowed to be sad."
— Daniell Koepke (via internal-acceptance-movement)