i’m one of those annoying people who’s always like “omg i know that actor from somewhere omg i recognize them whAT WERE THEY IN” when watching tv shows/movies who then proceeds to look it up on their phone and inform everyone that said actor was an extra in an episode of some stupid 90s sitcom once
when ur teacher purposely calls on u when u weren’t paying attention and you got the answer right:
my philosophy teacher did this to me once while I was doodling in my notepad. what he didn’t realise was that I focus more when I can engage my hands, so when I repeated everything he had just said back to him word for word he just sort of smiled awkwardly and let me carry on.
some day i”ll go to a therapist and they’ll be like “where did it all start” and i’ll put my head in my hands and mumble “there was this one website…” and the therapist will be like oh no not another one
Just because someone’s parents are together, someone has a nice house, has nice clothes, isn’t poor, eats every day and has a loving family doesn’t mean they can’t be depressed, have anxiety, an eating disorder, self harm issues, or any other problem.
here to talk whenever you need it no matter who you are <3
according to physics, nothing ever quite touches. when you lay your hand on something, there is a microscopic amount of space between the atoms of your hand and whatever you’re touching. so no, officer, technically i’m not jacking off right now
I want to sit with someone at 3 am and talk. Like really talk. I want you to tell me what keeps you up at night, that dream you keep having, what certain songs make you feel like, what you think happens after death. Talk to me about your family and your dreams.
i remember when i was little, i stayed in the bath tub way too long because i wasn’t feeling good, so i fell asleep in the tub (with the water off of course) and when i woke up, i looked at my hands i saw that they were all wrinkled and stuff and i started flippin out because i thought i slept for 60 years
We live in a world where it’s more acceptable to dislike yourself and openly say “I am ugly” rather than actually appreciate yourself and openly say “I am attractive” because how dare you feel good in your skin and say it out loud, what an awful human being you are, you can’t walk around thinking you’re good, you piece of shit.