I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
reblogging again bc i really need it
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I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
reblogging again bc i really need it
people keep waiting for me to get better, how do i explain i’m not gonna?
I constantly feel like a failure these days. From always being sick and depressed, to never having enough money to cover my bills, all the random problems at work, and not being able to care for my mom as best as she needs. I’m always being pulled in so many different directions and theres never any sense of peace. it never matters how hard i work because i just keep getting sicker. im exhausted and hanging on by a thread.
reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a fucking break
i want to die so fucking badly
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"you look tired" well the torment is relentless and the horrors never cease
I have this sadness in my mind, this gray blue violet feeling, from seeing too much violence and seeing people be terrible to each other for no justifiable reason. That sadness spreads further when I think about having limited time to survive and giving my healthiest years to capitalism. I want to sleep for a long time even tho I know that won't fix or dispel the color of my thoughts.
I'm so fucking tired of being alive