CAN I JUST SAY TO ANYONE SUFFERING WITH MENTAL ILLNESS YOU ARE ONE BADASS MOTHER FRICKER BECAUSE NOTHING IS MORE TERRIFYING THAN BATTLING WITH YOUR OWN MIND EVERY SINGLE DAY
HOW WELL DO YOU KNOW ME?
Answer which one you think would fit me and leave it in my askbox.
- Tall or short?
- Crazy or calm?
- Brunette or blonde?
- Over 20 years old or under?
- Single or in relationship?
- Straight, gay or bi?
- Lazy or bouncy?
- Big dreamer or take things as they come?
- Try three different outfits at morning or just wear anything?
- Prefer flats or high heels?
- Curly or straight hair?
- Sleep with light on or off?
"Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door."
im such a fuckign jealous asshole i pretend like i dont care but i care so much im gonna explode
I wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things I did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. I feel like I’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.
you got designer shades just to hide your face and you wear them around like you’re cooler than me and you never say hey or remember my name and its probably cause you think you’re cooler than me