therapist: how was your week?
me: mm.. i can’t remember
dreamcast~*~*~*
I dont want to come back. Let me fade into obscurity. Let the days tick by till my memory becomes stale and the color of my eyes is questionable. Forgettable, is what I am. Pull me from this world, leave me untraceable. Lingering like smoke from a candle, wisping into the air just enough until unseen. Until I am just a burning smell floating on the air, a quickly fleeting reality.
—Poetic Suicide
I’m bitter!
Suicide attempt or just a fuck up?
Who knows.
Anonymous said: Can u draw the thing that waits between the isles of cheese and meat at walmart at around 3 am? Hes very friendly and helped me find the soda isle, he just looks scary and meaty
oh that’s just ol sloppy joe, he works there
our brain, clearly woke: if you don’t have a good parental figure, make one up! that’s to comfort the 5-year-old you, who you still talk to and sometimes become :)
Having some anxiety and a small panic attack related to my fear of heart attacks so I decided to make a funny meme to help cope lol. My brain thought of this immediately so I had to make it.
'No one gives a fuck about my nightmares, But it's nothing you should worry yourself about.'
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