Concept: someone loves me and takes care of me and fucks me good

Just because you “function” doesn’t mean you don’t deserve help.

SHOUT OUT TO EVERYONE WHO STILL TRIES TO GET BACK INTO THE SWING OF THINGS AFTER DEPRESSION HIT THEM HARD. THERE ISN’T ENOUGH RECOGNITION FOR THOSE PEOPLE WHO KNOW THAT THEY’RE GOING TO LOSE INTEREST AND MOTIVATION AGAIN BUT PUSH THEMSELVES TO DO STUFF ANYWAYS. YOU ARE FIGHTING A DAILY BATTLE WITH YOUR OWN THOUGHTS AND YOU’RE STILL COMING OUT ON TOP, YOU’RE ALL BRAVE AS FUCK

My weekly struggle

i don’t want it to be easy i want it to be worth it 

I don’t throw “i love you” around for no reason, when I say it I mean that shit

im starting to irritate myself with my poor mental health like damn can a bitch just keep it together for a minute

let’s just take a couch nap, share a blanket, and feel safe together

I feel horrible in case you were wondering

I’m literally doing my best but I’m not gonna beg anyone to understand that