I need every sheltered poorly socialized anger-suppressed autistic weird girl late-bloomer suburbanite with passive aggressive helicopter parents who grew up with no steady friends no romantic relationships practically invisible yet still heckled by their peers and belittled by their own family for not passing life milestones to drop everything and watch Dinner in America. Then I want you to open your window scream into the neighborhood and remember that it’s never EVER too late to pick yourself up grow a fucking backbone and get shit done. be passionate be loud as fuck take up so much space that it causes problems live a violently colorful and rich life so that the quiet boxed-in people pleaser you once were breaks down in cathartic tears send post

needed this

you're so pretty. you're an intelligent and caring person, and you have a lot that you should be proud of. can you please drink a glass of fucking water

reblog to reassure the next person who reads this that everything is going to be okay and it’s all going to get easier soon

*gives your hand a reassuring squeeze*

Reblog If you're bored and you want anonymous questions.

🙄

mother

“There’s nothing heroic about suffering” okay but what if I suffered and I was kinda sexy with it. Like my shorts were a little too short and you could see my ass when I bent over. What then.