I just realized that I don’t know how to fucking love myself. It’s the saddest thing I’ve ever said.

miss depression: *releases me for a quarter of a second*

me: wow. i feel so goo–

depression: Time’s Up Bitch.

Me, passing someone on the highway: bitch

Me, being passed on the highway: bitch

“where are we going today miss frizzle?”

were goin TA HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

me: wow things are actually going really well for once!

the crippling anxiety, waiting in the corner:

(via SilviuMajor)

my surprise soup themed wedding

me: *rolls a single can of soup down the isle before I start walking*

guests: ?????????????????????????????

me: :)