i pay attention to shit you wouldn’t even think i’m paying attention to.
“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”
— Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via amortizing)
“Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.”
— Reyna Biddy (via perrfectly)
“I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.”
— Marguerite Duras (via naturaekos)
cute messages while I’m asleep are literally the key to my heart
childhood trauma is so weird because you grow up to find out that stuff that happened wasn’t okay and suddenly memories come back and you realize how it really messed you up on the inside
the worst part about being sad is that you don’t even know what makes you happy anymore
Depression is not just sadness. Depression is weight that keeps you in bed. Depression can feel empty, like nothing at all. Depression can be unexplainable. Depression keeps yout stuck. Fun can’t fix it. Instead it isolates you from what you love. Depression is an overwhelming numbness.
i just have this persistent feeling of “i’m not doing enough” combined with “i don’t have the energy to do anything” and it just really fucking sucks






