goodnight moon

i love you and your eczema and your bleached hair and your laugh and your sneeze and your eyes and your hands you are beautiful. you are safe. you are home. i feel warm and gentle sitting next to you while you sleep and i am so grateful i get this. i never did a thing to deserve it but here you are, with your capri sun and your tiny dogs. i love you a lot.

i’m so scared and tired and angry. at first i felt like reporting my brother was the worst thing i’ve ever done but sitting on your bed, sitting with someone i love in a home where there are no men, where there are never men, where i feel safe . . it’s just fuckin incredible dude i always want to feel this warm and safe and peaceful

and i’m so angry and i have so much to say but right now i just think that i’m tired