my anxiety is killing me.
‘letting my intrusive thoughts win’
shut the fuck up.
you’re referring to impulsive thoughts, intrusive thoughts are undesirable and often horrific for the person experiencing them. you dying your hair randomly is not an intrusive thought.
if i let my intrusive thoughts dictate my actions, id be in jail for a long fucking time.
excerpt from my misery
You are so much more than what others think of you. You are so much more than what your family thinks of you. You are so much more than what your friends think of you. You are so much more than what that boy thinks of you. Do not let anyone make you forget that. You know yourself and that’s what matters.
I feel like a fraud when I'm surrounded by people from uni. Feel like I do a bad job at everything, worse than everybody else :(
im not scared of my own desires. i sabotage myself to make sure i never get what i want for unrelated reasons.
I NEED TO READ I NEED TO WRITE I NEED TO CREATE I NEED TO DRAW I NEED TO CLEAN I NEED TO WORK OUT I NEED TO LEARN *watches YouTube for 6 hours*
i want to open up his chest and live inside his lungs and count the number of ribs left in him until i fall asleep. i want to make pretty ribbons out of his intestines and count all his eyes and bite his brain and dig my fingers into his stomach. i want to hug his beating heart. i want to remind him of his humanity as i cover him in his human blood and viscera and gore. i want to sing him my favorite songs. i want to comb his hair. i want to feed him soup. i want to squeeze all the air out of his lungs and watch him turn blue and beg for mercy. i want to wrap him in a blanket like a newborn kitten.
you look so cool .
top 5 scariest things to do
phone call
driving
have a job
not have a job
me after sleeping ljke shit for the 10,497th day in a row: this is good actually because now i'll be really tired when i go to bed tonight
I feel like a deer that’s been hit by a car and left to die almost everyday of my life btw
Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. November 1933, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas
the hardest thing is when ur going through something terrible there is an awful middle phase of it when u don’t know if u can get through it or if you’ll ever be okay again and the truth is always you will get through it and you will absolutely be okay again but u just cant see it at the time
I saw 5sos last night and they played some of their old songs!!! It felt like 2014
when The 1975 said “you make me hard, but she makes me weak.”
she said use your hands and my spare time we've got one thing in common it's this tongue of mine she said she's got a boyfriend anyway
Arctic Monkeys and the 1975 in the same week, get your Doctor Martens, your fishnets, your vinyl and your Tumblr aesthetics
Matty Healy