[Helsinki Harlot]

Honestly what helped me? Little things. The smallest damn things. Like.... fresh sheets. Or the few days I could get away with opening a window (if my parents weren't home which one of them usually was) and the way that the air would smell. A good fanfiction or a series that I could watch every day. You just gotta get yourself a small slice of something that you want to experience again. Those are the things that keep you going. The little things. The big world could care less, it's the little things that matter.