Why do you put your self esteem in the hands of complete strangers?
I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself.
If I text you back fast its not because Im thirsty its because my phone was in my hand at the time. The waiting to text people back on purpose shit is childish
The thing that sucks about mental illness is that if you aren’t depressed enough, suicidal enough, bad enough, nobody cares. Nobody cares until you reach their standard, and that standard is when your problem is bad enough to effect them
The amount of people who can relate to this makes me equally incredibly sad and immensely angry
wanna make a secret handshake it involves us touching our mouths together for three hours
that random moment when you suddenly remember someone who is no longer in your life and it feels like a knife through the chest