I've survived a lot of things, and I'll probably survive this.
— J.D. Salinger
being in your youth can be so agonizing like the world is burning and the US is doing god knows what and one million other terrible things are happening and you’re so overworked and exhausted that all you can do is buy your groceries with reusable bags and skim headlines knowing vaguely that they’re prophecies of terror and feel ashamed you don’t know more than you do but your mental health is already so bad you just have to take your 10 minutes off to try to scrape together some meaning and peace as it all starts to crumble around you and yet here in your home on your laptop you still have deadlines and the streets outside are quiet and you can’t breathe
if i had a girlfriend i would simply draw smiley faces on rocks and give them to her :-)
i wonder how she likes her coffee or tea or if she even likes those types of warm drinks. maybe she prefers hot chocolate. probably with marshmallows and peppermint sticks.
“Be the kind of person who isn’t afraid to ask someone if they are okay twice if they say they are, but look like they aren’t. Be the kind of person who smiles at people even if they don’t smile back. Be the kind of person you wished for when no one was there for you.”
— Nikita Gill (Be That Kind of Person)
anyone else remember when in elementary school the teachers let us pretend vote between obama and mitt romney and kids got into fights about who is better like this is such a fever dream please tell me someone else remembers this because id like that to happen in highschool rn
Can yall shut up for a second and talk about DAN'S CONFIDENCE???? HIS GLOWUP??? My GOD I'm so happy for him I don't care if you like his photo or not I'm so glad he's able to be confident like that and 🥺🥺🥺🥺
Generation Z was born with the tragedy of 9/11 shadowing our birth certificates. A warning signal of what’s to come in the rest of our lives.
Because we grew up going to class with four— yes, four— of our classmates raising their hands and having scars on their arms being exposed. No one says anything because it’s too common for the guidance counselor to deal with, so everyone adverts their eyes instead.
We have, time and time again, gone to class only to hide under our desks for four hours not being sure whether the alarm blaring in or ears is a drill or not. Texting your parents worried because nobody knows what’s going on, and all you can do is hope that this is one of the dozens of drills you have each month and not one of the hundreds of school shootings every year.
We’re afraid to go to concerts and movie theaters and malls, and the general fucking outside world with our friends or family because of the terrorism displayed on the news. We’re scared of ending up dead every time we leave our house because the chances of it happening are more likely than it not.
We grew up in a mental health crisis and a new age of terrorism and violence. We don’t have memories of being happy, because as soon as we became self aware we knew what was going on around us.
And every time we say something to make things better for the next generation after us; every time we cry or slit our wrists just like we know to do oh so well; every time we try to do anything in the our lives we’re told that we’re too young to understand. That we have nothing to fear.
And when we’re dead, what do we have to fear then?
When we’re dead, will we finally be heard?
Yes Physically i am here,, but mentally? Having a picnic in the woods under a willow tree, listening to the trickling of a nearby stream with a cute girl as we eat small sandwiches that could only hope to be as adorable as her~~~
am i going to continue my quest to watch supernatural? maybe ? did i start four years ago and only get through four seasons? yes ?