I am wasting every second I have on earth and I don’t know how to make my life worth anything when everything happens so fast
all you need to do to understand me on a base level is read the lyrics to alameda by elliott smith
Maybe I do need to chill out
15 January, 1926 The Letters of Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf (1924-1941)
Happy posting on the Blr?!!??!?
so insanely fucked up that i have to spend the rest of my life working like. ten times as hard to function as a normal person because of shit that wasn't my fault. wdym i have to spend the rest of my life medicated and in therapy just because my parents were mean to me and then died?????????????? like at what point is that shit worth it because i'm medicated and going to therapy and i still have absolutely zero hope for myself. nothing has changed except the fact that everything has gotten progressively worse and it's my fault but i don't know how to end the cycle i genuinely can't take this
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK
Guyliner beauty segment featuring Pete Wentz, Ryan Ross and Brendon Urie
“idgaf” “i’m winning the idgaf war”
YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO GIVE A FUCK!! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO CARE!! YOU DON’T HAVE TO PRETEND!! SOMETIMES WE ARE TENDER FOR THE WRONG PEOPLE BUT WE HAVE TO MOVE ON!! BE VULNERABLE AND MOVE ON!!