*Trying To Stay Gold*

having both anxiety and depression is like that post about washing your meds down with redbull. you’d like to think that the constant fear of failure caused by your anxiety would cancel out the lack of motivation you feel thanks to your depression, but no. they are both working so very much and you cannot stop it.

It’s the duck paddling on the water thing.  The mind is going 100 mph, the body is just sitting there.

people who are reblogging that post about imagining a world with no ads to go "um but actually what about Some Ads! I think we should have a little advertising as a treat! surely there must be at least a couple of ads!" what is wrong with you

you can make a post that is sooooo clearly about being bombarded 24/7 with ads for gambling apps and amazon and better help and AI and whatever bullshit constantly popping up on every platform and during every video and fucking billboards on the highway and plastered on public transit generally interrupting every facet of life and every person with a quarter braincell will get where you're coming from and some nematode will scuttle out of nowhere to go "oh so you think that buildings shouldn't even be allowed to have signs and no one should know where anything is? 🤔" shut upppppp

the grink was there. it didnt change anything but it still matters that the grink was there.

I be like “idc” then have an anxiety attack.

HATE when you can't stand someone who is literally harmless. Like oh I'm the bitch here. I'm 100% in the wrong but nonetheless fuuuccckkk this guy

I guess I can just deal with the celestial basilisk lord. Just one more struggle on the pile.

"unbecoming" is such a great word. bro that shit was so rude you no longer Are

Has anyone thought of putting 80s music in a movie

Putting the term "male gaze" on top of the fridge until everyone remembers that it refers to a cinematographic trend and not the act of looking at things while being a man

reaching up to get it off of the fridge and the big tshirt im wearing as pyjamas rides up and the reader sees my panties