If you’ve been following me since I first joined tumblr and watched my descent into too many fandoms to count but you’re still here reading this, you’re a trooper.
Have this cupcake.
- I’ll get out of this hell hole.
- they won’t be able to find me.
- I’ll be strong enough to hold my own.
- I’ll figure out how to live.
- I won’t have to worry about them.
- I’ll breathe freedom.
- I won’t be afraid.
- I’ll find you.
my mother’s horrifyingly unhealthy obsession with her religion will be the death of me.
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