DRFtheMANY

Days like today remind me exactly why I have to die.

I wish depression were an emergency. I wish someone could take one look at how sick I am and go “oh my god, we need to get you to a hospital!” and then when we get there I get rushed into surgery and the surgeons say “it’s a good thing you brought her here when you did, this is a seriously advanced case” and then they put me under and spend the next ten hours pulling metres of long, sticky black strands of gunk out of my body, throwing it immediately into an incinerator so that it can’t infect anyone else. And then they could stitch me back up and I could rest a few days, and when I leave the hospital everyone can see how much better I am and they congratulate me saying “well done, you’ve been so brave, I’m so glad you’re ok. I love you.”

Tumblr is not a social media, it's an online psych ward.

Holding on gets harder and harder everyday and I don’t really see myself having a future.

Imagine being a friend of Thomas when he releases all these books and being like "dude, wtf?"

Pssst if you have ublock: https://github.com/laylavish/uBlockOrigin-HUGE-AI-Blocklist

We have to earn a living, but we aren't allowed to die either. Life is weird

Capitalism is a fucking disease