never fucking felt safe anywhere shit can be stripped from me anytime, by anyone. just tired of conceding, of talking diplomatically to never have it done back to me a tiring effort done with every single person I meet because I want to be kinder and kinder every day but sometimes this hits you hard

sometimes all those tiny little things, smaller than putting sincerity on the things you do. eventually those tiny little rocks thrown at you accidentaly start to make cracks on you and you break down gracefully.