A large part of why I have so many unanswered messages is that when you answer them they disappear and you lot are so damn nice to me, much more than I deserve and sometimes I go back and read them and they make the day doable. Today was not doable, earlier. Then today became doable and you’re a huge part of that. My tumblr is such a comfortable space and I love it. Also, just to speak to something that comes up a lot, people have thanked me for being honest etc. about everything with my dad or when I’m sad or another rhyming emotion, but I thank you for allowing me that space where I can wordvomit and be honest and be sad and angry and behave poorly without judgement or complaint. Because the only thing you have given me in response is help, genuine help. And a response. And I get quite lonely sometimes (as I have said, I’m a social animal, I get my energy from other people, which means I’m not very good at being alone — my manic and I) and my mind goes places it shouldn’t but you guys are always here for me and I fucking love you.
And now I’m crying in a shopping centre.
So it goes.