It saddens me when I go back on tumblr for the first time in ages, scroll through the posts I've reblogged and see so many deactivated accounts. To me it's a very grim reminder of growing up. I might've been so much more depressed back then, I was suicidal and selfharmed and just really struggled with everything. Still, looking back, life was definitely much more easier, despite all that. My worries now weigh more heavy and are way more real and scary.

















