in photos: ugly
in real life: ugly
Red velvet.
Not to turn mental illness into relatable content but is there anything more hilarious then spending an entire day vamping up to do something like spending ALL day thinking about it and putting it off and dreading it and then you finally, FINALLY do it and it takes 6 seconds and you realize that was your whole day plan
i still don’t understand why recovery isn’t romanticized more. getting better after being at your lowest point? working hard and doing what it takes to feel safe again? knowing that occasional dips aren’t the end of the world? changing yourself and ridding your life of toxic behavior/people? i’m sorry that sounds better than any edgy miserable story i’ve ever heard.
“My biggest regret is not killing myself”
— (via killed-long-ago)
Play my ribs like an xylophone 😐
I want to die, does that make me a bad person? Am I so horrible for just wanting to quit? I’m sorry



