i’m obsessed with so many things

maybe growing up is just becoming who you were at 14 again but learning how to love her this time

be so real with me if I were on total drama island and I fucked up so bad would you vote me off. I'm talking like I fucked up really bad. like unforgivably

what did you do

I fucked up so bad

I wish depression were an emergency. I wish someone could take one look at how sick I am and go “oh my god, we need to get you to a hospital!” and then when we get there I get rushed into surgery and the surgeons say “it’s a good thing you brought her here when you did, this is a seriously advanced case” and then they put me under and spend the next ten hours pulling metres of long, sticky black strands of gunk out of my body, throwing it immediately into an incinerator so that it can’t infect anyone else. And then they could stitch me back up and I could rest a few days, and when I leave the hospital everyone can see how much better I am and they congratulate me saying “well done, you’ve been so brave, I’m so glad you’re ok. I love you.”

every part of living as a person in 2025 feels like fighting a losing battle. and you’re supposed to just get on with it or you’re weird

cain and abel are on their ten thousandth spin around the wheel of samsara and in this life their names are Those Brothers from Oasis

"tumblr humor is only funny to tumblr users" NOT true. those bitches on pinterest love us.

“it’s circus work.” not to me. not if it’s my monkeys.