depression after years of having it isn’t even sadness it’s just being exhausted and being allowed one (1) emotion a week and sometimes your brain is like “die” and you’re like “shut up brad”

older siblings b like i hate u because mom made me do things before u were born and also because u are taller. younger siblings b like u are oppressing me by giving me a task. only children b like what the fuck is compromise, fuck you

humanities majors b like this reading transcended the sociopolitical standpoints of our society’s psycho-socio-economic culture and interpersonal psychoanalysis that has caused discriminatory historicizing subjectivity with psychoanalytical influences with cognitive and biological roots

2 AM laying in bed thinking about everything i’ve ever done

everyone born in the 90s has an intense inherent desire and ability to play the sims for hours at a time

I hate philosophy

If you think die

this is a philosophy tho

me: oh ™ god i have so much to do

also me: [wanders the house in a black turtleneck and silk underwear, drinking merlot and listening to hozier whilst weighing the pros and cons of becoming a feral woman of the woods]

antigone’s only crime was being right in the presence of a man send post

me: middle school honor student about to go into high school

undiagnosed mental illness:

being in stores that look like this and play this kind of music always makes me hyper-aware of aging and the inevitability of death

i love coming home at the end of the day and untying the ribbon around my neck that holds my head on

Giovanna Garzoni

A Bitch

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um, rude? let her enjoy her snack in peace

Vine compilations on YouTube are the absolute pinnacle of millennial humor. The nostalgic compendium of their peers in an industry that they watched rise, fall, and burn in such a short period of their lifetime is parallel to the rapid technological advancements and obsolescence observed within the last two decades. Furthermore, the titles given to each video allude to the solidarity of depression, existential-crisis, and comfort they have sought from the internet. In this essay, I will