Reminder That It Really Doesn’t Matter What Ways You’re Marginalized, If You’re Not Black You’re

Actually, I'm gonna stay home.

Kinda feel like drawing but also kinda feel like sitting around listening to music on full blast, eating croutons like chips bc eff u is y, and talking to myself.

Also kinda feel like rewatching Holy Musical B@tman, which I just watched for the first time ever about an hour ago.

Me too!

im  dropping out of school to become a full time piece of shit

There this really nice tree(something pear tree, I think) in my front yard that recently started blooming! I try to take a pic or two before school, I if can!

The cutest sleeping face on Earth. Hes sleeping on books but he seems comfy enough.

"Please don't say you love me" by Gabrielle Aplin is a great song for Snufkin and Moomin, and I'm right.

If I don't take my pills, then I'm normal, right?

I'm mostly numb but I cry sometimes.

I kept debating as to whether or not I should post about this but then I remembered that my only other relatively-social outlet is my therapist so I decided to post.

My childhood friend shot himself yesterday. He died this afternoon while in the hospital.

At first I thought: "I won't be majorly affected by this, I haven't talked to him in over a year! I'm just uncomfortable because talking about suicide makes my anxiety spike due to another friends of mine attempting with me as her last goodbye!"(She's alive as far as I know, thank fucking god)

But then my mom was talking to my grandmother about what happened and mentioned that I'd been friends with him and his little sister...

And I realized... Jacob is dead. One of my childhood friends killed himself.

We're only 15... My friend is gone and we're practically still children

I keep having random bouts of re-realization because it just doesn't make any sense...

I can't feel anything. He's dead. He's gone and my emotions keep going in and out like an indesicve tide hugging the shore.

One second I'm sobbing and then, for a while, I'm completely numb.

I... I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I was so sure that this wouldn't affect me.

But she's ok. The friend I mentioned earlier is still alive.

I'm so glad she's alive, though. If I'm reacting like this to someone I haven't talked to in almost a year- I can only imagine what I'd be feeling if she'd succeeded...

I hope she knows how happy I am every time I remember that she's alive.

And how comforting that thought is now.

Because we're still just kids. Because we shouldn't be dying.

We're just kids

Not to sound like a crazy cat lady but....

I'd set myself on fire if it ment my cat could lively (happily!) forever.

Some people would say I have a problem. I prefer to call it an accumulation of the greatest invention ever: Buttons.