I’m the fucking queen, peasant.
people who can go to Disney World/Disneyland pretty much any time they want
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Anonymous asked: You are adorable. Thank you! I would say the same, except… I can’t make a judgement of a grey face.. |
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I wait and wait~
:/ I want an answer… If I don’t get one or if you disagree, I’ll be there regardless, hoping you might show up randomly… I’m sorry
have you ever looked at your gf/bf and thought
wow
how did i get so lucky
yeah
I loved The Great Gatsby before it was trendy…
And that’s the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn’t always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn’t even something — it’s nothing. And you can’t combat nothing. You can’t fill it up. You can’t cover it. It’s just there, pulling the meaning out of everything. That being the case, all the hopeful, proactive solutions start to sound completely insane in contrast to the scope of the problem.
It would be like having a bunch of dead fish, but no one around you will acknowledge that the fish are dead. Instead, they offer to help you look for the fish or try to help you figure out why they disappeared.
(x)You know when you read something that’s so accurate that you don’t know how to words?
Yeah.“The problem might not even have a solution. But you aren’t necessarily looking for solutions. You’re maybe just looking for someone to say ‘sorry about how dead your fish are’ or ‘wow, those are super dead. I still like you, though.’”
This makes me want to cry.





