Depressed super depressed.
It’s a crazy idea to me that people can feel normal; that they can go like a whole week without thinking about suicide.
I don’t necessarily want to die and I can’t hurt myself like that but… it’s hard living
It’s one of those feeling empty and also feeling like something bad is going to happen depressions.
i think freckles, stretch marks, tattoos, bruises and birthmarks are probably the coolest thing, you started with almost a blank canvas and look at u now, all this evidence that you’ve lived and the sun has shone on you and you’ve grown and maybe tripped up a few times and liked an image so much u made it a permanent part of u!! beautiful!!!
(via sighs-alot)
Idk everything with work and just the past year. People are not what I thought they were, the world isn’t. I thought people at least knew what kindness was. But they don’t. When I show kindness and get stepped on and dragged three the mud and made to feel like shit.
I feel like something broke in me. Like maybe I’m just fucking crazy or delusional for thinking people were better. I feel like I’m actually fucking crazy because everyone is just okay to live like this