ur not allowed to be busy youre my only friend


i hate when people ask “who you tryna look good for?!” bitch myself bye




when your friends say there are hot guys at the partyimage

Anonymous asked:
i don't know who else to talk to about this because everyone else tells me the same thing, but I have severe depression and anxiety and for so long I used to have constant suicidal thoughts but they slowly went away. but all of a sudden, they started coming back. I don't know what to do. my parents don't care, my mom stopped taking me to therapy so long ago and I'm having one of those days where I feel like I'm drowning in my own thoughts. I can't breathe, I don't know what to do



i know what it’s like to deal with severe anxiety and depression, i know what it’s like to have anxiety create thick god damn armor around every part of you, i know what it’s like to have depression and wish that you never had a life to conceal within that armor, but as much as your own mind blinds you from seeing it, it is going to get better, call your closest friends, tell them everything, close your eyes and take deep relaxed breaths, don’t be afraid to talk about it, don’t be afraid to talk about it to your parents even if they’re oblivious, use the thoughts room to vent your thoughts, talk to towriteloveonherarms and get help and be supported, create something, draw or write it even if it’s the darkest picture you’ve ever seen or the hardest fucking hitting words you’ve ever read in your entire existence, if it doesn’t bring harm to you, escape through it, watch a movie, watch ten movies, go for a run, join a gym, start yoga, start a new hobby, relate to people with the same interests, try and meet new people, experience new things with said people, find a wall, make it your canvas, sing to your favourite records, rediscover old records, cook/bake something even if you haven’t before, learn an instrument, keep playing even if you suck, play the songs you’ve written and learnt with your new best friends, laugh and smile with them until your ribs and cheeks won’t stop hurting, go on a road trip, smile at strangers, smile more, make happiness the most monotonous routine you’ve ever experienced, end all of your toxic relationships i don’t care how much they’ve meant to you, and oh god if you ever need somebody to fall in love with, i swear just please, please just look in the mirror and keep finding yourself, i can’t even begin to list how much there is to find and love, you’ve read this message without hurting yourself, let’s try to keep this way for as long as we can, none of this road is going to be perfect, but i promise that every single time you fall, you’ll be able to pick yourself up and put yourself back together again, here’s to a fresh start, okay, snowflake?






i want to be the one you tell everything to at 4am when you can’t sleep


can’t wait for the generation of grandmas with winged eyeliner