kinda fucked up how we live in a world where it’s easier than ever to connect with people but you’re also lonelier and more isolated than ever
evil bruno mars i’d throw a grenade at you
shout out to ace and aro kids who are constantly bombarded with the opinion that sex and romantic love are directly connected to living a happy life.
Y’all are just reblogging this at the speed of sound tonight
Since it’s almost valentines day, and this message is about to get hammered in even more, reblogging this again.
Mutuals I am giving out juice boxes here you go
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I could use some 💪 luck
i think we as a society need to start accepting that fictional love stories need to be a bit toxic for us to go insane over them… like, sometimes you kinda need the two parties to be obsessed with each other and fucked up and willing to bring each other back from the dead instead of moving on and go to therapy i’m sorry😔
Not pictured: me, yanking the steering wheel to screech into a parking lot so I could take a pic of this while my sisters and I absolutely lost it upon seeing this truck
The feminine urge to walk into the woods never to return.
The masculine urge to walk into the desert to never return.
The androgynous urge to walk into the ocean to never return.
For the oysters.
I can’t believe australian prime minister harold holt was nonbinary
hold on I gotta google something
I probably could've pieced that one together myself tbh
it may be a hellsite, but it’s my hellsite
(logging into the beating a slightly funny joke into the fucking ground website) they better not be beating a slightly funny joke into the fucking ground in here
I love it when people unify for the silliest of things
eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.
no one needs to add “sounds fake but ok”, “no”, “well, not me”, “impossible”, etc. to this post. and i’d rather you not.
one day you think: I want to die.
and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book.
and I want to die turns day by day into I want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun
I want a cleaner kitchen
I want a better job
I want to live somewhere else
I want to live
Having an abusive parent is kinda funny in retrospect like mommy why do you have beef with me im 4 i love you
Haters (my dad) can't stand to see a bad bitch (me, nine years old) winning ("drawing too loud")
How do you draw too loud?
Well you see the thing is that child abuse is inherently irrational
I don’t know who needs to hear this but grief is so much more than just something you experience when someone dies. it’s okay to grief opportunities and time lost. people you used to know. people you used to be. relationships. ways of living. places. your childhood. you can feel grief over so many things and it’s okay and real and seeking help is okay too, you’re not being disrespectful.