why did the tumblr mobile ui suddenly become so fucking ass??? this is goddamn atrocious shit
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why did the tumblr mobile ui suddenly become so fucking ass??? this is goddamn atrocious shit
You know what this world really needs? an OFF switch
college is hellish when i got all these mental issues. i want to dropout so bad. i genuinely am incapable of caring about any of this shit & am only doing this on the vague premise of "well do you wanna be homeless again? No? Ok"
having ocd is so fun . some examples lately:
"hmm. i think i left clothes in the machine at the laundromat. i think i left VERY IMPORTANT ITEMS in the machine at the laundromat. i definitely left something important there. it's gone forever and i don't know what it is and i will probably never know."
"I CAN'T FIND MY PHONE, DID I ACCIDENTALLY PUT IT IN THE WATER WITH THE STUFF I'M WASHING?? I PROBABLY DID OF COURSE I WOULD WHY AM I SO-...oh. it was just buried under some stuff."
"i definitely left my wallet and my check in the uber. i definitely left my bag- oh it's right here. Is it? Let me make sure- no really, let me make sure it's definitely there. Okay... It is... For now... But is it?"
"hmmmmm. i am being punished for being not as nice that one time. i must be actively going through punishment because i masked less that one time. i should definitely mull over this trying to make sense of it. i should definitely think in circles around how it MUST be because i messed up, and i must always be messing up constantly otherwise i wouldn't go through anything negative."
"everything breaks because of me alone. i am the harbinger of pestilence and destruction. everything i touch goes to ruin. anything bad that happens in my life must be my own fault. everything that is happening now must be my own fault. maybe i'm stupid, maybe i'm careless, or maybe even i might just be cursed. yeah i probably am cursed and i probably am ontologically evil, that explains everything. i'm like a living omen."
when i have a cold sore and not only do i wake up with it sore irritated and the med seemingly missing BUT IT'S ALL OVER MY COVERS ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ not sure what the hell i was doing in my sleep but i am not happy .
i like how today alone has proven i probably am not in a place where i can get surgery lol 🙂 i already was like, "eugh i don't want anyone to see me while i'm gross and dirty and smelly and i sure as hell don't want them to take care of me"
and now i'm just shown in bold text that the thought is mutual. ☠️☠️☠️
i only truly have myself, and that's all i've ever had. this is not any different. but damn, is it inconvenient. i don't fucking know how i'll get these important surgeries and fully recover on my own but i don't fucking know how i'll do anything ever, so whatever
you know, i really try to be nice. i try not to cause problems. i try to keep to myself. no matter how i feel, no matter how many mental issues i have, no matter how many issues i have in my life
but time and time again i'm just proven that trying your best is just as meaningless as giving up and doing your worst. time and time again i'm proven i'm just alone, and i will never not be alone. of course i never thought for a second that i wasn't, but at least maybe it didn't have to be made so apparent each time... i would've liked at least that. especially given i try to contort myself into a pleasant, unassuming, quiet person. but whatever.
it takes ungodly strength and perseverance for me to not develop schizophrenia . sometimes i am almost surprised that i have not