Hi, I'm smhals

Im a yellow rubber chicken and god is a 19 year old viner throwing me off of buildings and beating me with unusual objects to make me scream for the enjoyment of his followers. send post.

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!

18-22 is a confusing age. I got friends getting married, some in prison, and some still have to ask their parents to stay out past curfew.

how do people approach celebrities on the street like i can’t even approach a worker in a store when i need help