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the holy trinity: the father (fuck it we ball) the son (it is what it is) the holy spirit (to be cringe is to be free)

girl help i’m starting over again for the 1000th time & i’m beginning to think that life is a never-ending cycle of starting over & i actually have to make peace with that in order to move forward

the fun thing about having a mental health crashout in your thirties is that sure yeah you're crashing out, but at the same time there's a part of you standing across the room smoking ben affleck style, going yeah yeah you're crashing out. you crashed out before you will crash out again can we wrap this up yet. and the most annoying part about it is that they're right, and that that does Not stop you from crashing out even a little. love and light on planet earth.

repeat after me: i deserve love i do not have to beg for

i woke up evil but i will remember my sweetness as the day goes on

might fuck around and save my own life one day at a time

"time heals all wounds" WRONG! time is ripping into me with a cheese grater

Having fictives is so funny cause like yeah the character is reblogging your art of the character, have fun with that