somethings.

depression meal: standing in the kitchen for 15 minutes debating if i have the energy to cook then leaving after eating raw bread

Date someone who calls you Big Tony, even when life has you feeling like Little Tony

boys who wear tiny hoop earrings …,, hello.

must have been easier to be alive before news traveled so fast and you were only ever aware of a handful of tragedies instead of thousands and thousands of them being delivered to you on a daily basis. why is there even a question of why our generation is so depressed and anxious like I’ll tell you why?? everything i read breaks my heart and my capacity to empathize and be outraged is absolutely maxed out. yeah i’m sad bitch! we’re all sad! there’s no relief!

*realizes I exist outside of my own perceptions of myself and that people probably talk about me sometimes* what the fuck