I’m starting to struggle again. I’m sick of never feeling like I’ve made progress. The smallest things still set me off.
i hate that guys think that every girl is an insecure wreck that feels bad about herself and stuff so theyre like “you’re beautiful” on signs and say shit like “every girl deserves to be called a princess” like we’re not a fucking charity that needs to be pitied all the time
How do you politely tell someone that you want them naked on top of you
depression is like not giving a fuck and anxiety is like giving too many fucks and when you have both it’s like fuuuuuuuuuucccckkkkkk
mini m&ms taste better than normal m&ms don’t even try to argue with me on this