Alcippe

i was a teenager once

[charlotteishuh]

But my patience is passing for closure and nobody will want me around, I’m sure.

[shed-some-light]

california rain my beloved james stop holding it hostage

link

[mirroroffaith]

the year is 2025

my decade-old tumblr bio says

"I’m 17 years old and a bit silly. I recently gave up 90% of all the things I love and I don’t know who I am anymore but I’m okay with that. My life seems better this way."

I'm now 27 (going on 28) and entering another existential period in my life where I don't recognise the person in the photos on the walls any more. The photos where I look happy and content with the life I've built for myself. The photos that people see and say 'I'm so glad you're doing great"

they see me but I don't see me (or at least not the me I am right now)

Regrets of the past have been caching up. Why didn't I realise this sooner // why didn't I leave earlier // why didn't I speak up // why wasn't I a better friend // why was I this person // all this over a boy // why didn't you fight back // why can't you remember

at the same time I feel nostalgia for my conflicted 17-year old self. In a way, feeling awful was easier at that time. There's too much to loose now

[s-k-3-l-l-y]

[memes-to-show-my-therapist]

[burned-phoenix]

[save-yourself-stay-alive]

and i wish i’m not.

[tank-girll-deactivated20191211]

[thegoodvybe]

[mysuicidalconsciousness]

I was getting better. And now I’m not.

me (via mysuicidalconsciousness)

[justalineinasong0]

My Chemical Romance - Burn Bright

[mcrpicsxx]

gerard + black hair

[butt-berry]

Ready to trick-or-treat

[butt-berry]

Update:

[butt-berry]

It’s Halloween again, and this year he’s going as Zubat!

[butt-berry]

Guess who’s getting ready for Halloween in 2018

[abthepoet]

Because this explains so much.

[frontseatpocket]

@doddleoddle: But how do you ask a girl if she’s into girls

[halfhiddenmermaid]

6/10 is about feeling average, and feeling not enough, and being socially anxious, and feeling like a burden. And like, anxiety, and everything is weighing on you, and you’re just average and not good enough, and like, “What would people think of me? I should just leave.”

[lonely-and--sad]