i hate that people are just naturally skinny while i have to destroy myself endlessly to barely see results

I have 99 problems and 102947462618 of them could be solved by me being skinny

i've been forgeting a lot of things lately

why can't i just forget how to breathe and die then?

When your goals are easily achievable by anyone who is not crushed by depression, anxiety and panic.

I dont know what's wrong with me anymore. I bring everyone down. I hurt everyone. I'm just a broken mess. Just a problem to be taken care of. Barely even a person just broken glass that hurts everyone that tries helping. I dont even have a good reason to feel like this

And the sad part is, I was getting better. And now I'm not.

My biggest fear is that eventually you'll see me the way I see myself

for a person who doesnt want to live i sure am scared of death.

Me vibing knowing full well im losing the battle

I wish I could split in two and let part of me die. A piece of me really wants to no longer function. But a chunk of me knows that I have to stay. I have to make everyone happy. Keep everyone safe. But I’m ready to be set free. I can’t stop shaking. My eyes puffy and teared. My lungs gasping for air. This is no way to live. This is no way to live. There is no room for love. No nothing, when you’re the damnedest.

I'm feel like I'm the easiest person for everyone to replace. Insignificant and unimportant

Ignore to gain 30 pounds by Valentine’s 😱😱

When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

God bless drag queens.

I will always reblog this

Whenever drag queens are present, you best believe they will save the fuckin day.

Oh fuck yes.

If this isn’t on your blog I’m judging you.

Every time a bell rings, a drag queen gets his wings.

omg, this post <3

@genoshaisforlovers

God bless the drag queens tbh

I am forever going to reblog this 

I’m not gay, but I have to reblog this

@ terfs, what were you saying about ‘men in dresses forcing you to have sex with them’ bc trans women and drag queens are gaurdian angels and I’m pretty sure this confirms it.

This

Woah

Reblog for a very large and angry drag queen to come to you in your time of need

Damn, those drag queens are amazing

IVE ONLY SEEN THIS IN SCREENSHOTS!!

AAAAAA THE LEGENDARY POSTTTT

All hail Drag QUeens!!!! 

[Smol voice, but yelling] All hail!! All hailllll!!!!

Drag Queens are modern day angels

The day I don’t reblog this is the day I die

Wow