Trigger warning

Here we are again, a year later.

Have achieved nothing worth mentioning and lost just about every friend. I’m staring at anxiety and depression in the fierce darkness.

Death seems like a dream tbh. Why is it it so painful? If it was peaceful and quiet like it’s made to be in stories I would just fucking do it. But here I am stuck in the wrath of decisions.

Could just drive straight into a tree. Know one would even fucking realize.

panerasexual:

men are so afraid of confident girls and its so funny

sevenpoints:

iidelirium:

captainragtag:

hey what if someone invented a machine that allowed women to transfer their pregnancies to men and then the government passed a law that if a woman didn’t want to have a baby the biological father was required to carry it how fast do you think birth control would stop being an issue

BEST NIGHTBLOG POST EVER

“IT’S UNETHICAL TO FORCE PEOPLE TO CARRY A BABY!!!!” MEN SHOUT

“NO FUCKING SHIT!!!!” WOMEN REPLY

clowncare:

when u used to be an overachiever but now ur barely running on enough energy to function and u dont know how to cope

If this ain’t the peak of my depression idk what is.