being passively suicidal is funny as fuck like yeah i don't plan on doing anything and knowing me i never will but the idea of a gun to my head sounds really fucking good right now.
i’m so grateful for the times when i’m included, like when someone saves me a seat, invites me even if i can’t go, or asks me to join a group photo. these simple gestures mean a lot to me. it’s the little things that matter most. they don’t cost anything but mean everything