so-many-ocs:

[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories

lgbtunis:

i love the term “unwell”… theres something very very wrong with you. not saying what tho

bettyrightnow:

anxiety is so weird like why is my mental illness in my stomach

catchymemes:

spockcoded:

caving as an extreme sport is sooo unfathomable to me why are u as a creature of the daylight doing that. were u born without the dread in ur bones or something

soulmvtes:

january is one of those months where you experience every feeling on the human spectrum and you just have to go about your day like that isn’t happening

tenorgender:

bitches hate me for my earnest whimsy and my pathological degree of avoidant behavior

flowergrenades:

*through gritted teeth* you are not a child taking a test with the purpose of getting the highest score, you are an adult trying new things and finding ways to enjoy your life, make mistakes, be a beginner, be mediocre, be where you need to be, be unlikeable, just. be.

lizormianillustration:

whatever was left, that was ours for a while.

sunrise - louise glück

hungwy:

I hate how 3 pm is so close to 2 pm so there’s an illusion that there’s still time left in the day to do things but in reality 3 pm is also close to 4 pm and if it’s close to 4 pm you might as well just wait till tomorrow. <- can’t argue against this by the way.

fairycosmos:

touching-living-breathing:

fairycosmos:

the bravery of a girl who has to decide what is for dinner and then cook it and then wash dishes every day forever and ever.

That’s called being an adult

no it’s called being the bravest girl on planet earth

7l7l7l7l7l7l7l7:

i be like “i’m fine” then shake my leg 138mph

funnytwittertweets:

thedankmemes:

worteschuetttlerin:

Lucy R. Lippard — I SEE / YOU MEAN