candied maggots

A silent voice

Drifting home

A wisker away

Wonder egg priority

Takopis original sin

madoka magica

K-on

darling in the franxx

Relatable, as "someone" with phycosis, "I" was told to shut up about it as a kid, so "I" did... and my reality shattered into pieces, if "Id" gotten help sooner, "I" wouldn't be so susceptible to schizophrenia but here we are... "I'll" be getting retested in a few years to see how it's developing....

"I've" been getting clean of sh, "my" high score is 78 days, "im" currently 38 days clean. Right now its so hard not to relapse...

(ㅅ´ ˘ `) Tumblr needs a pink mode, "I" use the pride mode cause it's the prettiest mode right now.

I'd like a cutie mode, please ( •̯́ ^ •̯̀)

Makeing conscience decisions, the majority of us choosing the one we believe will lead to others likeing us more, "I" am more than guilty "myself", but what if we choose ones that would lead us likeing ourselves more?

"Ive" seen people tare themselves apart time and time again, obsessing over being the perfect student, or the prettiest, or someone that their special someone can love more than anyone else. "Ive" watched them crumble cause it is impossible to achieve, you can not be perfect you can not choose the right answer every time all you are doing is loosing yourself becoming a facade that you will lose yourself in you will think thats just who you are, but when you are alone you wonder... "is this really who I am?" And once that question is asked you will find yourself drifting in this empty world wondering who you truly are why you say lies to please people, what you're favorite color actually... find those answers be the person you actually wanna be before its to late and you've lived someone else's life.