lulabyy:

I wish I could sleep through my whole life and never wake up.

wynncutz:

fucklife101:

I feel like I’m drowning again. I’m falling back into old, bad habits, losing motivation to do anything again and my self esteem has gone completely out the window. I’m not sure how to survive this time.

fairycosmos:

why can’t i just have a happy life i am so exhausted by it all

kosmogrl:

not gonna lie to you guys, having someone play with my hair would probably fix half of my problems

prayingfordemise:

I don’t want help. I don’t want to feel better. I want to fucking end it all.

krystaln78:

Grief is love’s souvenir. It’s our proof that we once loved. Grief is the receipt we wave in the air that says to the world: Look! Love was once mine. I love well. Here is my proof I paid the price.

— Glennon Doyle Melton, Love Warrior

lilysofthevalleys:

kosmogrl:

“you’re so good at reading between the lines” thanks it’s the anxiety!!

fairycosmos:

being alive is so inherently humiliating i need to get over it. it’s like being mad about breathing oxygen girl it’s gonna happen anyway

midnight-depression:

remanence-of-love:

fairycosmos:

i think if in some universe i ever have kids i want to make it known to them from the time they are able to understand that i am a whole person too. and not some sort of god or dictator or judge. i would want them to know that not so long ago i was 14 and i was 21 and i was 30 and i am an entire human being who at least somewhat understands. i think me and my mother would’ve benefitted so much if from an early age she had shared the intimacy of her whole life with me and not just lived the day-to-day obligation of being a parent

borderlinebaby420:

i only feel real when im in deep pain

i wanna feel real

stuckinapril:

Just muttered “girl just be normal” to myself on my way out of the house