hell

I think I love tumblr the most bc I don't owe anyone anything. I can come on here and reblog the most unhinged ridiculous shit and then leave. I'm not giving any explanation.

I feel like I’m delusional and hyper self-aware at the same time

spring is so consistently healing for me !!! I always forget how much my mood is impacted by the weather until the sun comes out and the trees start growing leaves again and everything is good

im obsessed w looking sick

it’s hard to hang on to the good things in life when mental illness is hitting hard, but there truly are so many good things for you to experience and discover. romanticising these little things make the bad seem less overwhelming and all-consuming. there will always be cookies to bake. flowers to pick. dogs to pet. hot showers. new books and movies and games to experience. people to meet, and hands to hold, and lips to kiss. there is more than your brain is convincing you of, and these good things are far more permanent than the bad. bad days will come and go, but you will always have good, sweet things. 

ghosting everyone because i think i’m annoying