men have those slutty veins in their hands and expect you to just ignore it.

Never talk bad about yourself to other people they’ll either agree or tell you some flattering nonsense that won’t help whatever problem you’re trying to solve. Honestly just be delusional

Realizing the depression is not seasonal is like: Wow! What a beautiful flower! The birds are singing! I sure do love spring! I think I am fundamentally unlovable as a person.

It’s all corrupt girl

If it’s meant to be I’ll see you later

deciding one day that you want to build a life for yourself is so scary. like damn I really want to live… I’m new to this. where do I even begin

life is beautiful and i am beautiful and everything coming will be better than anything that has ever left or ended