I fucking hate waking up every morning. The second I regain consciousness, my brain just floods with every single goddamn thought I’m trying to avoid— I can’t stop it. It’s every single fucking morning without fail, and I am so sick of it.
Vivimos en un mundo donde se juzgan a las prostitutas pero no a sus clientes, a las madres solteras pero no a los padres ausentes, a las víctimas de violacion pero no a los violadores, a los que denuncian pero no a los que encubren. En fin, hipocresía.
still can’t believe we were right about bts’s tattoos forming the big dipper together like ppl were saying there’s no way they’re that in love with each other and the tannies are hellbent on proving them wrong
Stagnation is such a horrible place to be after depression. You’re trying to rebuild yourself while watching people you grew up with achieve the things you’re still hoping for. Hardest part is sayimg u're struggling without being made to feel like you’re just complaining or lying
FOR THE WOMEN IN THE PHILIPPINES
If you’re a survivor, or know someone who is, I’m so sorry. You deserve safety, justice, to be heard, and to be believed.
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memory lost, susah fokus, rendah diri, skill bersosialisasi bener-bener menurun drastis, dan lu merasa punya luka yang selalu "menganga" di dada lu sampe lu terus-terusan mempertanyakan sebenernya gua kehilangan apa sih sampe bisa begini