drowning.

don't let me go.

[andreandkarl]

8.6.15

[antogani-blog]

[antogani-blog]

i’m happy. i’m actually happy. for the first time in weeks, i’m really, legitimately, happy, and i can’t wait to wake up tomorrow.

[antogani-blog]

i am simultaneously really uncomfortable and really relieved

[bunney]

*takes gulp of vodka straight from the bottle* my day was fine

[depressionarmy]

[antogani-blog]

it’s gotten to the point where i can take two or three shots without feeling anything but characteristically giggly and i’m :^/

[antogani-blog]

me: feeling great! good job somebody: *lowkey complains about their problems* me: um :) exfuckingcuse you

[antogani-blog]

i’ve been sleeping too long to be hit with a hangover every day lmfao

[visual-poetry]

[visual-poetry]

»when the sun goes down« by anatol knotek

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[antogani-blog]

i fucking. hate everything i hate all my dramatic mood swings that take me from enjoying my time to wanting to die within seconds i’m sick of burdening everybody with my issues the moment things get even a little bad and i’m sick of whining and whining about every little thing when it’s not that big of a deal and i’m just blowing shit out of proportion. i’m sick of being this way. i want it to stop.

[antogani-blog]

urrrrggghh

[antogani-blog]

i didn't get to say sorry

[antogani-blog]

i'm really mad i just fucking spit my guts out again though lol

[antogani-blog]

i know why i'm able to decide "hey stan's having problems why don't i help him" instead of making a bad day about me and it's because i'm an enabler and i've always done just that

[neutral]

I just feel like I’m nothing, and I don’t mean like the depression nothing I mean I feel like I am nothing, I’m just a person, I’m not very productive, I avoid responsibilities, I have no real skills, I get overwhelmed easily, I am nothing and I’m pretty much no more useful than your average office worker. I feel as time goes on my life gets more bland, I feel like I will end up with a boring life and be stuck in misery for the rest of my life. That wasn’t my goal. When did this happen? When did I become just another person…

5am sadness (via neutral)

[craigslits]