we’re the ones who live

reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead

sometimes you just gotta go "man i actually don't give a shit" and keep scrolling. online survival skill 101

you've gotta be kind to yourself no matter what

this is twice as true in the winter

the world isn't ending and you don't need to kill yourself it's literally december. it's december. and you need to be nice to yourself.

i need a boyfriend. i need a girlfriend. i need to be single forever. i need a toxic situationship. i need a problematically older man to be homoerotically involved with. i need to have gay sex. i need no one to ever touch me ever again in any way. i need top surgery. i need a hug.

not to be rude but some of y'all need to look on the bright side sometimes. like, yeah sure the world is fucked and people suck and we all die whatever, sure, but like. go outside.

in an ideal world i would have 8 beverages with me at all times and i would just be able to pull them out of my pocket like an animal crossing character

i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever