ice cold, baby

[ID: a pin with a blue wheelchair with text that says “build ramps not bombs” end ID]

sometimes there’s a big hole in your soul and that’s just the way it is and you have to fill it up with songs you love and people who make you feel better and towels in your favorite color and socks that feel just right on your feet and even then sometimes part of you will leak out and other times it’ll all gush at once and you’ll feel like you’re fighting a losing battle but the fact is every time you flood you just pick up the pieces of all the little good things around you and start laying the bricks over again and yeah it’s too bad there’s got to be a hole in the first place but that’s life sometimes you babble and ebb and flow and burst but your soul is part of what keeps the world alive and it’s really just amazing you’re here so don’t worry that the sadness never fully goes away I’m just really glad we exist. the world is full of everyone and I’m happy that includes us.

fucking hate thar when you go to uni you have to actually do and turn in work like some kind of seventh grader. you should be able to just listen to the lecture & vibe

Not me being scared forever

feeling embarrassed . in general