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stop calling people sensitive just bc you don’t want to try to understand what they’re feeling

Very well said

I thought these we’re two totally different photos

Maybe if I had kissed her more and told her that I loved her, she’d still be here. // ck.writes (via ck-writings)

wish i was witty and cute but instead im sarcastic and annoying

napping together is my kind of date

male moans are really important to me like goddamn make some noise pump up the volume christ just moan its very hot

The reason depression is literally the worst is not because of the soul-crushing sadness or the wanting to kill yourself or the self harm or all the violent and extreme emotions that come with dealing with this particular mental handicap. It’s the long and painful stretches of days of weeks of months where you’re not really depressed, but you kind of just exist. The time you spend sitting in bed aimlessly browsing the Internet instead of finishing that video game you thought was fun or going out with a friend to see a movie or getting up and doing your laundry. You exist, and it’s okay, but you’re not really sure why. You’re not doing anything productive when you have all the time in the world to be doing it. You feel like you’re missing out on life, but at the same time you feel that it doesn’t really matter. That’s the worst kind of depression.