here's to the lovers, the dreamers and you

Ratet mal, wer gerade eine 164-seitige Masterarbeit über Asexualität in Fanfictions gefunden hat und jetzt das liest, anstatt für Prüfungen zu lernen

"it's so fucking over" yeah dude it's 11pm it's the end of the day it's time for you to go to bed. and tomorrow you'll be so fucking back because you'll be awake. go tuck yourself in dude you'll be ok

hey, it's okay if the only thing you did for pride was exist. i'm glad & grateful you are in the world. your survival is a celebration.

tough pill to swallow but maybe trauma/mental illness didnt make you interesting maybe it robbed you of the opportunity to develop a real identity of your own and so you've made it your personality

this isnt a life sentence btw you can literally start building yourself up like yesterday. draw a picture go for a walk bake a cake get a hobby learn a skill and do it for yourself

guys, if i do kill myself and never published any books or anything please copy all my best tumblr posts and arrange them into a deeply moving stream of consciousness narrative and submit it to the new yorker on my behalf. i feel like i can count on you. don't let my life and posting have been in vain