“i’m in kind of a weird mental place right now” i say, as if there are times when i am not in a weird mental place

i know a place! *brings you into my arms and hugs you*

at least im a faggot

you deserve a life you aren’t constantly recovering from

friendly reminder no one is worth destroying yourself over. doesn’t matter how happy they’ve made you, how long you’ve known them, how cute they are, how sweet they can be. if you’re constantly crying yourself to sleep over them and feeling invalidated and having to blame yourself or make up excuses for them, not worth it. not worth it now. not worth it in the long run.

One of my biggest flaws is purposely triggering myself when I’m already in a bad mood.

born to be a lover girl forced to be funnier than every man i meet

tumblr is like a pseudo afterlife because everyone on here was supposed to kill themselves a long time ago