YoU... NeEd a NaP!

Oof, the first version didn't even stop trying in my country

Oooh my sweet summer child...

girl help i’m having creation ideas above my skill level

build an outfit and i’ll tell you what song from the 80s you are

reblog if its friday and you made it

Fuck spreading hate like wildfire, spread this! Compassion, love and pride during pride month!!

this shit made me cry this is so wholesome

self discipline is so hard like. i know the sucker who's in charge...a pushover who hates authority and loves hedonism

#shocked and disgusted

failure anxiety really is psychological torture

you can't bring yourself to start any task because of the possibility that you'll fail to produce anything of value and end up not only having to confront the fact that you were never capable of doing it, but that you wasted time and energy trying. but every second you don't spend working on it your brain is screaming at you that you're losing valuable time and only increasing the probability of failure.

and every success you've had in the past does nothing to reduce your anxiety, and in fact only makes it worse, because you feel like you've given other people expectations of you that are impossible to meet, since as far as you're concerned all your previous achievements are the result of chance and not your abilities and skills.

Ouch.

Honestly, in my work as a therapist, I’m seeing this A Lot, and tbh I still don’t have a satisfactory approach to it. A heavy dose of Existentialist “create your own Purpose” tempered with “when the plane’s going down, put your own oxygen mask on first”, but… yeah, there is no ethical way to work on individual emotional distress without acknowledging the systemic socioeconomic, geopolitical fuckery going on at the moment, and the sheer grief that comes with it.

The fact that both the tweet and these reblogs are pre-pandemic makes this post even worse

The peacock. The music. The person leaping over a tombstone. The cemetery. It just works.

unrestrained summer fun

Me, dead and decomposing underground: wait why do I hear flight of the bumblebee?

the only appropriate time to play this piece

This video is my aesthetic

to lovely humans who were excluded from invitations, left behind when they tied their shoes, forced to walk in the grass when the sidewalk was full, spoken over when you tried to contribute, whispered about or laughed at, given the side eye when you tried to fit in... you are so worthy of love and I’m sorry people have convinced you otherwise. I promise that your people are out there - people who will see the side of you others ignore, people who share weird inside jokes with you, give you affectionate nicknames and go to museums or roadtrips with you and fulfil whatever idea of friendship you’ve always fantasized about. even if you feel like an empty shell of your former self because you’ve hidden yourself away due to shame, this exterior will melt when you accept yourself or let people in and you’ll realize there was nothing wrong with you all along. you have interesting things to say, you deserve new chances and beginnings, your heart is probably made of gold because you know what it’s like to be left out in the cold, and you have so much to give. you are so worthy and someone’s idea of a friend too, and I hope you receive lots of hugs in the future from yourself and others because you’re so lovable.