oh honey.

[chewedcorn]

of course!

[just-shower-thoughts]

You don’t make brownies, you make one brownie and then cut it into smaller brownies.

[deadwit-deactivated20190920]

like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit

[poqari]

holding hands is so nice and should be done more

[timeaway]

I have nothing to say but will i shut up? No

[memelovingbot]

bro. reblog if u agree

[just-shower-thoughts]

My will to stay alive in games is stronger than it is in real life.

[21slugs]

sad with a hint of horny

[twosdayy]

“My mind commited suicide way too long ago”

— (via killed-long-ago)

[5-7-7]

My kids are gonna have parents that are madly in love with each other thats my plan

[manicbones]

you know what’s more freeing than killing yourself? running away to a small town and getting a job as a waitress. buying a cheap car and sticking a bed in the back and driving southwest. adopting a cat. learning a new instrument. moving apartments. visiting a friend in another city. chopping all your hair off.

you can kill your current life without dying. you can kill this version of you and make a new one.

maybe I’m just a bipolar sucker for rebirth but sometimes that thought is all that keeps me alive

[pikafem]

pulling a wholesome gone girl > actually killing yourself

[koryxo]

[sanguine-moth]

It’s October 1st, I am now at full power.

[tastefullyoffensive]

(via loudpup)

[curls-and-courage]

My favorite is people who send me unsolicited dick pics and then they’re like, “uh, hi? Are you ignoring me?”

It’s just so funny to me. Like one minute I’m designing bioreactors and getting published for heat dissipation in polymers and then I open this godforsaken app to dudes hanging brain who can’t even pronounce “saponification” calling me a slut because I won’t give attention to their limp excuses for existence.

3 billion years of evolution and the greatest form of communication you can conjure up in your fermented omelet of a conscience is submitting your wrinkly ball sac to a stranger on the Internet to substitute the attention your parents never gave their mistake of an offspring.

[barbex]

This is poetry.

[killed-long-ago-deactivated2021]

[killed-long-ago-deactivated2021]

Why doesn’t anyone ever talks about mental addictions?

I’m addicted to feeling depressed that I really don’t know what I’d feel if I wasn’t depressed. I satisfy my addiction with self destructive habits that make me fall deeper into the state of depression

I’m addicted to feeling lonely that I have no idea who I would be if I wasn’t by myself. I satisfy my addiction by pushing people away and making sure I remain my only friend

I’m addicted to a mental self destruction rather to a physical self destruction and I really don’t know which one is worse.

All I know is that this isn’t healthy and I don’t know if I can ever see myself recovering