decent slav sadness

i wanna do something so unhealthy and irresponsible

crazy how I think I'm not brave enough to do some things and then I just go and get them done. and it's always like this

I love that the ibuprofen knows where to go

asking myself “is this really who i want to be forever?” a lot lately

sometimes you have to let certain feelings just pass through you. you feel it, then you let it go. you don’t hold on and you don’t act on it. it’s just visiting you for a moment and doesn’t have to mean much more

I gotta say, I hate grief so much. It always pops up at the worst times.

sometimes making tea is less about drinking it and more about it keeping you company

what do you mean I can't control everything, why not

every time something slips out of my control an angel dies

sometimes i think "well maybe i'm not actually depressed" and then i catch myself going about daily life feeling 85% certain that human existence is probably some sort of purgatorial punishment for sins committed by the soul in some vaster cosmic past life

therapy isn't working i need to be exiled to siberia and sentenced to death by firing squad only for my sentence to be commuted at the last possible moment

it's so fucked up you cant start working on your life at 3 am. when it most matters

I'm just a girl trying to get through all the books she wants to read

i am extremely well-adjusted and mentally healthy as long as nothing goes wrong ever at all even a little bit