how it feels to wash your hair and brush your teeth and have clean clothes on
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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Origami Around
$LAYYYTER

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@hugfromheaven
how it feels to wash your hair and brush your teeth and have clean clothes on
— Nitya Prakash
I've been depressed and struggling with my mental health since childhood. And that's most likely how things will continue to be.
BUT that doesn't change the fact that I am loved. I have the right to live and have dreams. I am allowed to take up space. Be silent or be loud. I can like things that I like without being ashamed. I don't have to feel sorry of just existing and breathing. I am important and my life is important. And I have value even if all I do is rot in bed.
Got a job ✨️
There might be a future
AvPD Thing The less I have to do with you, the more I‘ll be open to tell you about me. The more I have to do with you, the less I‘ll be able to share about me.
~ Now if that ain‘t a curse I don‘t know the definition of it.
anyone else going about their life missing everything all the time
google search how to cough up the ball of grief that's been stuck in your stomach since birth
i am a perfectly nonchalant person. except on days where i crave love. then i choke up and go insane and begin howling at the moon
what if i *remembers that making suicide jokes is not conducive with my goal of improving the wellbeing of myself and everyone around me* transform into an oyster
Cops just came to my door. Apparently, my next-door neighbour was worried I was being beaten/abused at my apartment. In reality, I was just crying very loudly and screaming in my pillow.
reminder that you were a child. its not your fault, even if it seems like it might be.
Absent father perks:
Them buying things for you because they feel bad :)
Having an emotionally absent but otherwise present father is fun stuff because you live with an unknown man your whole life and are supposed to put up with his shit AND love him like ex-fucking-cuse me
Viraah;Of fathers and daughters