sophie :)

guy who is burnt out beyond recognition and can barely get through the workday just to collapse into bed when he gets home voice: I have got to make art again. it will heal me

you need to understand that i have two sets of headcanons. there's the set of realistic headcanons based on my genuine reading of the show, and then there's me playing pretend with my dolls.

this is a message for everyone who is 22. if you’re 22 please stop worrying. take a deep breath eat a bagel maybe. everything that feels impossible is going to work itself out. have a great day

your life is not an optimization problem

as in you'll never achieve the perfect daily routine, sleep schedule, coping mechanisms, mannerisms, fashion sense etc. even after years and years of healing and improvement and self-discovery. you will never be so good at life that you manage to utilize every waking moment. its great to be productive and all but sometimes you'll suck ass. sometimes you'll take eight hours to be done with a twenty minute job. you'll prioritize the wrong thing. you'll sleep for 12 hrs just to avoid being awake. you'll relapse. and you'll relapse again. you'll forget to turn in the assignment. you'll order too little food. life is far too large and complex for you to even experience it completely, much less try to make sense of and control it. you can't. please give up on that and be at peace with the hours you lose. they are not separate from your life.

Life is like yeah I’ll keep enduring and in between I’ll see the beauty of it and I’ll discover yet again that there is always something or someone to love. It’s a continuous stream of those three commodities

never lose sight of whats important (your cat)

you deserve people who listen to you ramble. you deserve people who love it when you’re excited, when you’re happy. you deserve people who check up on you and wish to see you well, people who not only accept you for who you are - but rejoice in it. 

hey everyone my tummy hurts but please don't cry too hard for me. a few tears are fine though.

what if i *remembers that making suicide jokes is not conducive with my goal of improving the wellbeing of myself and everyone around me* transform into an oyster

Eventually you hit that point where you’re no longer interested in convincing people that how you feel and who you are is valid and decide that as long as you know your truth and what works for you, that’s what matters.

Greetings professor, I did not do your assignment because I am mentally ill

Greetings student, I did not grade your assignment because I am also mentally ill

everything is about reaching the ending except for the ending which is about wanting to go back to the start