Sometimes you just need a safe space to talk about what makes life heavy, to talk about eye-sores and everything that pains.

...to talk about who you want to kick out to outer space and about those dreams you barely could hang on to.

I think you just need someone who allows you to feel things without being judged, to let you be human without making being human feel like a sin.

I think you just need to meet the person (or the people) who would be good to you.

And yes, they are out there, even if you stopped believing at some point.