being a high functioning stoner is funny cause folks assume i’m tryna escape reality.
bruhhh i’m painfully aware of reality. i can hear the refrigerator, feel every seam in my clothes, and im laughing about something i said in 2014
i'm just trying to turn the fucking volume down long enough to be creative 😮💨
tô muito deprimida e meu Deus, que horrível ter que fingir que não tô sofrendo e destruída por dentro, quando na verdade eu poderia estar sangrando por ai se as feridas que eu carrego fossem físicas e não emocionais
probably the most depressed I’ve been in my life and things aren’t really that bad all things considered, but it’s like voice in my head wants me dead. That’s all consequences of self disrespect for far too long I guess, just hope to hold on for few months when this stage of life will pass, time heals they say
Depression is strange; it can leave you feeling numb, even after a good day, a busy schedule, going out, seeing people, and doing everything you're expected to do. you get home, yet the emptiness is still there. that's the part people rarely understand.
I can’t do this anymore. Please pray for me. I haven’t prayed for months. I want to die so so badly. I can’t take it anymore. I’m begging for this affliction to go away. I want to rip my own stomach out. It’s driving me to desperation.
people really have no idea what someone else might be going through behind closed doors. you never know what someone is struggling with, what they’ve been silently dealing with, or how much effort it takes just to get through the day. a person can smile, laugh, and seem completely fine while fighting battles they’ll never talk about. so please, be a little kinder. think before you speak, give people grace, and never underestimate how much a simple act of kindness can mean to someone who’s barely holding it together.