I just want to sleep. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind.
I get so worried for all you people on Tumblr, especially you teenagers, because I see some of the most popular text posts going around that everyone seems to relate to are like huge signs of depression and/or other mental illnesses. Like come here and sit down and let’s talk about…
Repeat after me:
My body is not wrong, or ugly, too big or too thin, too pale or too dark, too broken or too strong. It is the vessel of a precious life and that is enough.
Hey guys, I just wanted to say I’m gonna be in France till tuesday after Easter, so about 1.5 weeks I won’t be online (I won’t have any internet).
I wish you all a great Easter (to those who celebrate) and just two great weeks!
Please be safe everyone :)
If Your Friends Ever Say They Have ADHD, Just Show Them This.
THIS IS THE MOST ACCURATE THING
READ AND LEARN PEOPLE
If we move in together, my heart is still yours,
but that doesn’t mean all my belongings have to be.
Privacy is the beetle’s husk, the moon’s rind, a tulip’s pollen,
my own skin. Our two halves of a home may touch and coalesce,
but when I need my space, let me have it,
stars, black holes,…