The Thing Is, Sitting With Your Legs Curled Up Underneath You Is So So Comfy. Until It's Not. And Your

Who up wanting to slam their head through the wall

"what's 2+2?" the well-educated snow leopard:

well look who it is. my old friend. the conses of my quences.

anyone else just constantly feel like you fucked something up and you dont know what it is but youre just waiting for the repercussions to happen

can i kill myself for a second

certain kind of tragedy i think in still following your childhood best friends online. like once upon a time you knew me better than anyone. i thought we would be friends forever. now we are Adults and Different and even despite that I so badly wish we could still Talk like we were 13. i dont know who you are. I miss you.

is that a nothing in your pants or are you just normal to see me

*showing visible symptoms* oh my god i need help desperately

*symptoms go away for one day* what if im just faking it

ok guys, you can stop making me feel like my existence absolutely has no meaning, the joke is over, i’m not laughing anymore

I want to [remembers that suicide jokes only further damage my mental health] fuck you like an animal