ugh !

where are my goth friends who will take flattering candids of me at the cemetery

you ever just get in bed and ur like yep this is where i’m meant to be

All my childhood friends got hot and I got mentally ill

how do you say you want to die in a nice way so people dont get sad, mad or worried

im a person who wants to do lots of things trapped inside a body that wants to SLEEP at all times

im in constant pursuit of comedy. i live for jokes. if i die it better be funny

don’t stare at the moon too long or else you’ll remember that nothing in this stupid fucking world makes sense

let yourself be a cliche if it makes you happy. go to coffee shops and order something with too many syllables. cry yourself to sleep sometimes. kiss in the rain. draw on your arms. write bad poetry. write better poetry. fill notebooks with your crushes and hopes and yearnings. feel everything for the first time.

im already depressed about tomorrow and its not even tomorrow

you are not an exception. you deserve the same happiness you wish on everyone else. you are just as worthy as them. please never forget that.