I Don’t Need To Put My Mental Disorders In My Bio You Can Easily Infer That There’s Something Wrong

It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

if youre "career driven" fucking grow up. im hanging out driven. im goofin off driven. im grabbin a bite driven

the conundrum never ends

(the painting is official gaspard and lisa art from their japanese twitter)

if i was sisyphus id eat a bit of dirt off the slope every time on my way up until the slope is no longer steep enough for the boulder to roll down. it would be end of suffering in 47 days

Honestly it’s so hard to be the coolest friend who understands everything and calms everyone down

it's a different kind of intimacy when you can tell that someone isn't feeling well while they're doing everything to hide their sadness. they become so familiar, you know their inside so well that their pain is seen by you, and most importantly safe with you

There's a sort of goodbye that comes with 17.

All questions of 'who do you want to be when you grow up' turn to 'who are you becoming now?' 17 is young, 17 is old. It's everything you wanted. It's everything you despised. It's messy and ruthless and full of grief at times. And 17 is scary as hell because now you know that you finally have to say goodbye to childhood.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned (source)

“Oh, to be in love…

…with someone capable of loving me.”